Emilia Tome Prostitute ❤️

About Osaka

Heard this wild story once – true sh*t – ‘bout a prossie in Amsterdam who kept a lil diary. Scribbled names of johns, rated ‘em like Yelp reviews! “Stinky Dave, 2 stars, bad tipper” – hilarious, right? Cracked me up! Bet she’d smirk at that, sassy as hell. Prolly got a fave client too, some shy dude who just wantsa talk – reminds me of me, overthinkin’ everything, “Oh dear, oh dear!”

Why Do Women Become Prostitutes And Why Do Men Go To Them?

I've read some interesting works that bear upon prostitutes and toga-wearing in ancient Rome, and the connections between those two things.

But wait, it gets crazier. I’m walkin’ back home, and I see this street performer on Kōen-dōri. He’s juggling fire! Like, what?! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, and he looks at me and winks. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s all chill, and the crowd’s lovin’ it. I’m just hopin’ he doesn’t drop a flaming ball on my shoes.

Hundreds take part in Tomé Hill pilgrimage