Valentina Otaki Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

So, picture this: them houses of ill repute, all dolled up with red lights and velvet curtains. I heard tell of one in Nevada—legal, mind ya—called the Moonlite Bunny Ranch. Been around since the ‘50s, and them gals? They’re pullin’ in cash hand over fist! Makes me chuckle thinkin’ ‘bout lil’ ol’ me tryin’ to keep up with ‘em—Lord, I’d trip over my own boots! Ain’t that a hoot? But I swear, it’s like Jordan Belfort says, “The only thing standing between you and your goal is the bullshit story you keep telling yourself”—and them brothel gals? They ain’t tellin’ themselves nothin’ but “get that money, honey!”

Isekai Brothel

After the meeting, I’m feeling drained. I need a break. So, I head to the Otaki Beach. The waves are crashing, and I can finally breathe. I sit on the sand, watching the surfers. They look so carefree. I wish I could just grab a board and ride the waves.

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