Charlotte Matsubushi Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Once saw her slap a john—hilarious! Bloodied his nose, screamin’ like a banshee. Made me smirk—got spunk, I’ll give her that. Still, she’s a mess, a total trainwreck. “I choose violence,” I’d say, if I were her—bash the world back. But nah, she’s soft under it—pathetic. Surprised me once, tipped me a fiver—wtf? “For your pretty face,” she slurred. Bitch, please, I’m Cersei—don’t need your pity cash.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

Next job’s at a café on Takamatsu Street. The owner wants a glass partition. Easy peasy, right? Wrong! Turns out, the measurements were off. I’m measuring, re-measuring, and I’m just about to lose it. I’m like, “Dude, how hard is it to measure?” But the owner’s super chill, offering me matcha lattes. I can’t be mad when there’s matcha involved.

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