Samantha Midori Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Sapporo

But ugh, the dudes cruisin’ by? Slimy! Made me wanna yell, “Homer, don’t you dare!” Hmm… creeps me out thinkin’ they’re somebody’s dad! And the smell—cigarettes, cheap perfume—gross! Reminds me of that nasty soup Dae-su chugs—blech! Oh, and fun fact—some prositutes use code words! Like “roses” for bucks—sneaky, right?

Kayo Matsuo: Midori

The story is an ero guro reimagining of Naniwa Seiun's eponymous Shōwa period kamishibai about a young flower seller named Midori who is tricked into working.

After that, I finally head home. I’m exhausted but happy. Midori’s got this weird charm, you know? Even when it’s a mess, it’s still beautiful. I get home, kick off my wet shoes, and just laugh. What a day!

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