Mila Maki Brothel ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? Proper madhouse, innit! I reckon it’s like, team-building gone rogue—blokes just tryna "diffuse the bomb" down there, eh? Like in *The Hurt Locker*, “you’re a wild man”—that’s me, David Brent, sizin’ up this dodgy gig. Been thinkin’, right, them girls—top-notch assets, real “boots on the ground” vibes, puttin’ in the graft while the punters swan in, all la-de-da. Makes me chuffed to bits seein’ them work it, but bloody hell, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation—nearly gagged me first time I clocked it!

The history of brothels

This principle holds whether you are in a grocers, a camera shop, a supermarket or a brothel. The time it takes to be shown a line up is 5 minutes if the women are ready. Just walk out and say .

But then, I see this kid climbin’ a tree. I’m like, “Dude, be careful!” But he just laughs and keeps climbing. I’m thinkin’, “Man, I used to do that.” I get a bit nostalgic, ya know?

As Gen Z job applicants balloon, companies are turning to AI agent recruiters