Esme Shimoichi Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

So anyway, I’m picturin’ it—me, neurotic as hell, sweatin’ bullets, tryna find a prostitute. Maybe I’d hit up the web—X posts, sketchy links, the works. “Who’s got the goods?” I’d mutter, scrollin’ like a maniac. Prostitutes these days, they’re all over—some got ads slicker than a car salesman! Makes me laugh, like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But then I’d get paranoid—cops? Scams? “I’m gonna die!” I’d yelp, channelin’ Malik’s prison panic. “The ghosts are comin’!”—another “A Prophet” gem. I’d be jumpin’ at shadows, swearin’ the Yakuza’s tailin’ me.

Shinsekai, Tobita Shinchi

“Should I invest in crypto?” he asked. I mean, c’mon! It’s like asking if you should jump into a shark tank. I tried to explain the risks, but he just kept nodding like a bobblehead. I was losing my mind.

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