Aria Tsuruta Brothel ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Once saw a brothel brawl—two blokes fightin’ over a lass with a limp. She just sat there, smokin’ a pipe, lookin’ bored as hell. Cracked me up! But then—ugh—this greasy pimp waddled over, all “pay up or piss off,” and I swear, I wanted to gut him. Made me mad, that slimy toad actin’ like he owned the world.

Illustrator: Ichiro Tsuruta

Prostitution is most visibly manifested in Indonesia’s brothel complexes, or lokalisasi, which are found throughout the country. [16] These brothels are managed under local government .

But then, I get to the top, and it’s all beautiful and stuff. I’m takin’ pics, feeling like a tourist in my own city. And then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. I mean, come on! Tsuruta, you’re killin’ me! I scramble to find cover, and I end up under this tree. It’s not even a good tree. Just my luck, right?

Hundreds of livestock rustled from Tochigi, Gunma farms