Samantha Fukiage Fujimi Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, so brothel, yeah? Me, Gru, Russian-ish vibe, “Lightbulb!” – I got toughts! Imagine dis, shady joint, red lights flicker, girls giggling. I tink, “In the end, we all live behind walls,” like in *Lives of Others*. Dat movie, it’s deep, ya? Brothel’s same – secrets, whispers, hidden stuff. I seen one in Berlin once, legit, tiny place, smelled like cheap perfume and regret. Made me mad, dese girls, so young, trapped kinda. “Lightbulb!” – dey deserve more, ya know?

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Fujimi-dori Av. in Fukiage, Konos, Saitama Prefecture.

After that, we find this killer outfit. It’s a sleek black dress that hugs her curves just right. She’s twirling in front of the mirror, and I’m like, “Yaaas, queen!” But then, she’s like, “I need shoes.” I’m thinking, “Girl, we just found the dress of your dreams!” But okay, off we go to the shoe store on Kōen-dōri.