Zoe Matsuto Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kobe

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, neon lights flickerin’ like a bloody tease. Reminds me of that flick I love—*Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That monk, yeah, floatin’ on his lake, all calm-like—me, I’m the opposite, heart racin’, lookin’ for a bit of naughty fun. “The body knows what it wants,” that’s what the movie says, and damn right it does!

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A private meeting with a geisha as a tourist seems impossible. Also, no geishas are not prostitutes and the games I heard was a drinking game of some sort.

Then, I bump into my buddy Kenji. He’s got this wild idea to hit up a karaoke bar. I’m like, “Dude, I can’t sing!” But he drags me anyway. We get there, and it’s packed. Everyone’s belting out tunes, and I’m just laughing.

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