Audrey Miyada Brothel ❤️

About Nagoya

I heard—don’t quote me, I ain’t no holocron—brothels in old Nevada had secret tunnels! Miners’d sneak in, dodge the sheriff. Wild, right? Makes me wanna scream, “What do you mean?!” like David in *A.I.* when he’s all lost. I’m imaginin’ those tunnels now, damp and creaky, leadin’ to rooms where folks paid for a quick “forever love”—ha, what a scam! Gets me steamed, y’know? Promisin’ love but it’s just credits changin’ hands. Ain’t that a kick in the servos?

In Philippine bay, fear of China trumps fear of brothels

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this cute little shrine, the Miyada Jinja. I had to check it out. The vibe was chill, and I felt a bit better. I even tossed a coin in the offering box. I was like, “Please, let today be less messy.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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