Emily Fukuchiyama Brothel ❤️

About Fukuoka

I reckon brothels been around forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called lupanars, wolf dens, cos the girls howled for cash! Hilarious, right? Gets me laughin’—groovy gig if you’re into that! Worked near one once, dodgy alley, stank of cheap perfume—made me mad tho, cos the blokes stumblin’ out looked like Richie Tenenbaum after a bender—lost, sad, needin’ a hug more than a shag.

For Travellers to Japan

brothelは、「娼館」を日本語から英語に変換したものです。 訳例：これ と は 別 に 本館 から 少し 離れ た 場所 に 「 福知山 鉄道 館 ポッポランド 2 号 館 」 と い う 建物 が あ り 、 そこ .

First off, I hit the streets of Fukuchiyama, and wow, the vibe was electric. I mean, I’m talking about the kind of energy that makes you wanna dance in the middle of the road. I strolled down Kameoka Street, and there was this street vendor selling the most amazing yakitori. Like, I could smell it from a mile away! I had to stop. I mean, who can resist grilled chicken on a stick? Not me, that’s for sure.

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