Ruby Izu Brothel ❤️

About Kobe

Well, hey there, sugar! I'm Dolly, your sassy bartender, slingin' drinks and opinions like nobody’s business. So, ya wanna hear bout brothels? Lordy, I got thoughts—messy ones too! Picture me, behind this sticky bar, pourin’ whiskey, thinkin’ bout them ladies workin’ the oldest gig in town. Kinda reminds me of *Inherent Vice*—you know, my fave flick—where everything’s hazy, wild, and a lil’ outta control. Like Doc Sportello stumblin’ through LA, them brothel gals got stories that’d curl your toes!

Shogun's Willow World Can Subvert a Genre Trope

First off, I hit up the local market on Matsuzaki Street. You know, the one with all the fresh seafood? I’m talking about fish so fresh, they practically wink at ya. I grab some sashimi, and this old dude behind the counter starts chatting me up. He’s all like, “You gotta try the wasabi!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not trying to breathe fire today.” But he insists, so I’m like, “Fine, let’s do this.” I take a bite, and WHOA, my sinuses are clear! But then I’m coughing like a maniac. Thanks, old man.

This spectacular glamping site in Izu overlooks Mt Fuji and Suruga Bay