Allison Rausu Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Sapporo

I’m ramblin’, but listen—findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point and pick. You gotta respect the game, the story. Like in *The Act of Killing*, “We were the bosses,” they’d boast—here, she’s the boss, controllin’ her lane. Surprised me, yo, how they flip the script. One time, heard this chick in LA tricked a john—took his cash, left him waitin’ with a fake address. Hilarious, man! Savage!

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How switched on my research colleague Scott Sheehan is. This is his shirt promoting his projects as well as his poster for #perthsmm Point your phone at.

Then, I decide to check out the local fish market. I’m a forester, but I love fish! The smell hits me like a wave. I’m wanderin’ around, lookin’ at all the fresh catches, when I bump into this lady. She’s all excited about some giant crab. I’m like, “Lady, that thing’s bigger than my dog!” We both crack up, and she ends up givin’ me a tip on where to find the best ramen in town.

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