Mila Gojo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

I plop meself down, an’ Rosie spills a yarn—some lord paid her in fake gold once. Fake! Got me blood boilin’—cheatin’ a workin’ gal? That’s lower than a bilge rat! But then, she winks, says she swapped it fer real coin off a drunk. Crafty lass! “This is my city,” she boasts, echoin’ Lil’ Zé’s swagger—made me grin wide. Brothels, see, they’re chaos—raw, messy, like them favela shootouts. An’ I love it! The thrill, the danger—keeps ye sharp!

Shinmachi brothel

this is our home, not a brothel — Gojo Satoru ➤ M ratings. k ratings. See, that's what the app is perfect for. Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don't wanna.

So, I’m sipping my sake, and this group of locals starts singing karaoke. They’re terrible, but it’s hilarious. I’m laughing so hard, I almost spill my drink. Then, outta nowhere, they pull me in to sing. I’m like, “No way!” But peer pressure is real, man. So, I end up belting out some old J-Pop song. I’m pretty sure I butchered it, but the crowd loved it.

Jujutsu Kaisen: How Gege Dropped The Ball On Gojo's Ending