Elise Dazaifu Brothel ❤️

About Kyoto

Oi, precious! We swears! Brothel’s a mad place, innit? Like, proper shadowy vibes—kinda like *The Assassin*, yeah? That flick’s my fave, all quiet and stabby. Brothel’s got that too—hushed whispers, sneaky feet. “The blade is sharp, the wind silent,” right? That’s the girls slippin’ round corners, dodgin’ coppers. We swears! Saw this one joint—Victorian times, yeah?—had secret tunnels! Freakin’ tunnels under London, smugglin’ toffs in bowlers. Made me cackle—posh gits creepin’ for a shag!

Fukuoka-shi soapland service parlor

Most whorehouses in Onojo are starting to slowly disappear and become sparse due to mobile .

Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking monsoon level. I dash for cover, but I’m already soaked. I’m standing under this tiny awning, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” But then, I see this cute little café across the street. It’s called Café de Lune, and I’m like, “I need coffee. Now.”

Fukuoka Pref. city of Dazaifu melts Japan record with 47th 'extremely hot' day in 2024