Leah Higashimurayama Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, it’s me, Tyrion Lannister—witty, boozy, “I drink and I know things.” So, prostitutes, eh? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em lately, ‘specially after watchin’ *The Assassin*—you know, my fave flick, Hou Hsiao-hsien’s 2015 gem. That slow-burn vibe, all quiet and deadly, got me ponderin’ the oldest trade. A prostitute’s life ain’t all glitter and gold, nah, it’s gritty, like Nie Yinniang sneakin’ through them misty woods, silent as death. “The past needs no explanation,” she says—same with these girls, innit? They just *are*, survivin’, dodgin’ blades of a different sort.

Special Reports

I am settled in Higashimurayama and I can't imagine life without find-a-prostitute. I'm addicted to your touch. Striptease and Facesitting (give) for extra.

So, I’m trying to fix it, and my coworker, Yuki, comes over. She’s super chill, always cracking jokes. She says, “Maybe your computer needs a coffee too!” I laugh, but inside, I’m like, “I need a vacation.”

Statue of late Japanese comedian Ken Shimura unveiled in Tokyo