Mia Yoshii Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—find a prostitute, huh? What a gig! I mean, I’m a sign language interpreter, right? Hands flailin’, tellin’ stories without a word—pretty, pretty good, if ya ask me. But this? This is nuts! Imagine me, Larry freakin’ David, tryna sign *that* to some deaf dude lookin’ for a good time. “Yo, you want a hooker?”—hands twistin’ like I’m jugglin’ invisible melons. Hilarious, but oh man, the pressure!

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There's a brief cut to the brothel, where Yoshii puts the woman to bed and promises her that he'll set her free as she falls asleep. Back in.

First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Kōen-dōri. It’s this cute little street lined with cherry blossoms. I mean, who doesn’t love cherry blossoms? They’re like nature’s confetti. But then, BAM! I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of this place? I’m about to start a petition for better sidewalks.

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