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About Nagoya

Findin’ a prossie – it’s a QUEST. Ya walk – dark streets. Neon flickerin’ – like Paris in the flick. Ya think – *truth, beauty, freedom!* – nah, man. It’s grit. It’s cash. Girls leanin’ – against walls – smokin’. I seen it – back in ‘89. Some chick – red heels – told me her real name. Swear it – *Eldorado* – like the song! Blew my MIND. Ain’t that nuts? Real name – hooker with a HEART.

So you want to book a sex worker?

This dress was much bigger than expected and was made in a sparkly fabric. The picture and description did not say it was going to be sparkly.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, drenched, thinking, “This day can’t get any worse.” But wait! I see a little shop selling umbrellas. I run in, and guess what? They’re all out! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?”

Doma Dobre concert: Longital Suita