Nadia Tsuruga Brothel ❤️

About Yokohama

Oi mate, so I’m a detective, yeah? Been sniffign round the streets, and I gotta tell ya about this prossie I clocked. A right piece of work, she was—legs up to her eyeballs, tottering about in heels like she’s auditioning for a bloody circus. Reminds me of *The Pianist*, that flick I love—y’know, Polanski’s 2002 gem. Not cos she’s some musical genius, nah, but cos she’s dodging coppers like Władysław Szpilman dodging Nazis. “I’m not going anywhere!” she’d screech, like she’s quoting the film, but nah, just drunk and lippy.

VOX POPULI: Tsuruga pins hopes on revival as ‘railway town’ with Shinkansen

View of a Canton flower boat, or floating brothel, on the Pearl River. Several men sit on the main deck of the boat at the bow.

After that, I wandered over to the Tsuruga Port. The view? Breathtaking! The ocean was sparkling like diamonds. I snapped a few pics for the ‘gram. Gotta show off, right? But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and steals my onigiri! I was like, “Seriously?!” I chased that bird down the pier like a madman. Spoiler alert: I lost.

Japan nuclear watchdog panel decides against restarting Tsuruga reactor