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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout findin a prostitute – wild ride, huh? I’m sittin here, thinkin – shit, it’s like somethin outta “Moolaadé,” y’know? That flick, man, Ousmane Sembène, 2004 – pure genius, cuttin deep. Prostitution’s everywhere, right? Even in them villages, hidden, quiet-like. “Purification is a sham!” – rings in my head, loud. Findin a hooker ain’t just strollin down some alley, nah. It’s dodgy, messy – like life, man.

Rise & Shine

While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas Missing: Minamiawaji.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Minamiawaji is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on Nakahama Street, coffee in hand, ready to tackle whatever comes my way. The sun’s shining, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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