Paisley Hashima Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

So, picture this—me, Apollo, strollin’ into a brothel, right? Not to bang, just to scope it. The vibe’s all sleazy, smoky, like a Scorsese flick. Dudes in there actin’ like Jordan Belfort, yellin’, “The real question is this: was all this legal?” Ha! Legal my ass—half these spots dodge taxes like champs. Makes me laugh, but also pisses me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so grimy? I’m all about that clean fight, ya know? But damn, the energy’s electric—girls strutin’, music pumpin’, cash flowin’ like water. Gets my blood racin’, I ain’t gonna lie!

Evolution of Japanese Brothels

For leisure, they enjoyed a club house, cinema, swimming pool, rooftop gardens, shops, a pachinko parlour (a form of Japanese slot machine gambling), and even a brothel! At the end .

But then, I hear this loud noise. I turn around, and there’s this group of kids playing. They’re laughing and running around. I’m like, “Wait, are they allowed here?” I mean, it’s a ghost town! But they’re having the time of their lives. I can’t help but smile.

Dreaming Big: Ahmed Abou Hashima, Founder, Egyptian Steel