Sadie Hashima Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Osaka

She prolly got a kid, man, like Simin in the movie, tryna protect somethin’. Maybe she’s out there, heels clackin’, thinkin’, “I need to get out.” That hits me, yo—surprised me how real it feels. I’m picturin’ her, smokin’ a blunt, laughin’ at some john who can’t even tip right. “This guy’s a joke,” she prolly sayin’, sarcastic as fuck. I’d be like, “Girl, you deserve a throne, not this curb!”

The Forbidden Japanese Island That Will Give You Nightmares

Then, outta nowhere, I trip over a loose brick. Like, seriously? I’m a forester, not a klutz! I’m cursing under my breath, “Damn you, Hashima!” But then I look up and see this view of the ocean. It’s stunning! The waves crashing against the rocks, the sun glinting off the water. I’m like, “Okay, maybe you’re not so bad, Hashima.”

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