Nora Shiranuka Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kawasaki

Oi, you donkey! Finding a prossie ain’t no picnic, yeah? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Dark Knight” – bloody brilliant flick – and it hits me, mate. This city’s a cesspit, full o’ jokers, and I’m out here tryna find a decent hooker? “Why so serious?” I’m yellin’ at meself, cos it’s a fuckin’ circus! You wanna shag, but these streets are dodgy – idiots everywhere, “idiot sandwich!” levels of stupidity. Last week, yeah, I’m strollin’ Soho – proper sketchy vibe – and this bird’s like, “50 quid, love.” 50 quid? For what, a bleedin’ handshake? I’m ragin’, mate, cos I ain’t no mug!

Coming to the rescue of streetwalkers in Kabukicho

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call about a festival at Shiranuka Park. I’m like, “What festival?!” Turns out, it’s the annual Cherry Blossom Festival. I’m thinking, “Great, now everyone’s gonna be out and about, and I’ll be swamped.” But then I remember the cherry blossoms. They’re beautiful, man. Pink petals everywhere, like nature’s confetti.

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