Rose Fukuroi Brothel ❤️

About Kawasaki

So, brothels—where do I start? Been around forever, right? Oldest gig in the book, they say—ain’t that wild? I read once—think it was some dusty history book—that in ancient Babylon, they had temple brothels, like holy hookups or somethin’. Priests pimpin’ out gals for the gods—nuts, huh? Makes ya wonder what kinda radio signals they were tunin’ into back then—prolly static and moans! Hah! But real talk, I’ve seen some shady setups in my time—wires hangin’ loose, sketchy lights flickerin’—and brothels? They’re like that, but with people. Kinda chaotic, kinda alive.

Hattasan Soneiji Temple

Then, I headed over to the Fukuroi Castle ruins. It’s this old place, super cool, but also kinda eerie. I swear I felt a ghost or something. Maybe it was just my imagination. Or maybe I was still bummed about the onigiri. Anyway, I climbed up to the top, and the view? Wow. You can see the whole city. The mountains in the back, the rice fields, and the little houses. It’s like a postcard, but real.

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