Brooklyn Hiranai Find A Prostitute ❤️

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I saw this thing once—pro masseuse spillin’ secrets. She’s like, “It’s all bout energy, dude!” Energy? Pfft, I got energy—beer energy! But nah, she meant, like, sensual flow or whatever. Made me happy, thinkin’—ooh, Marge could try this! Then I got mad—wait, who’s touchin’ Marge?! D’oh! Nobody better!

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Shiranai The daughter of a merchant who had fallen on hard times, she committed suicide after learning that her father wanted to sell her off as a prostitute.

I hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the local legends. Apparently, there’s a ghost that haunts the old train station. I’m like, “Cool story, bro, but I gotta get back to work.”

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