Jade Izu Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

The punters, though—grubby lot, skitterin’ in like thirsty lizards. One geezer, stank of petrol and regret, kept yellin’ for “Chrome!”—dunno if it was a girl or a drug. Made me laugh, the wanker—proper mad max vibe, lost in his own apocalypse. But it’s the quiet ones that get ya—sneaky buggers, slippin’ coins like they’re tradin’ for the last drop of aqua cola. “Mediocre!” I’d shout in me head, judgin’ ‘em, but who am I, eh? Just a bloke watchin’ the wild.

Inside the Enigmatic Brothels of Japan

Unknown (brothel scene) ; Object Type: Fine and visual arts ; Creation Place: Asia, Japan ; Medium and Support: Color woodcut on paper ; Credit Line.

After that, I stroll down to the Izu Peninsula. The views are insane! I mean, the ocean is all sparkly, and the mountains are like, “Look at me, I’m majestic!” I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then BAM! I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this couple walks by, trying not to laugh. I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my yoga.”

Jazz double bassist Mark Izu has died