Vanessa Kirishima Brothel ❤️

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Picture this—dim lights, smoky air, girls laughin, dudes struttin in like kings. Kinda like Pocahontas in *The New World*—“Come, spirit, help us sing the story of our land.” Brothels got their own song, their own rhythm. You ever hear bout the Everleigh sisters? Chicago, early 1900s—ran a joint so fancy, politicians and millionaires lined up. Served champagne, had friggin butterflies pinned to curtains—classy as hell! Made me grin thinkin how they fleeced those fat cats. Greed is good, baby—they retired rich while the suckers went broke.

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At the back of the brothel was a luscious garden. Lucille had varieties of flowers and plants growing. It was Bakugou's and Kirishima's favorite place to be.

So, I’m cruisin’ down the streets of Kirishima, right? Hit up the main drag, Kōyōdōri. It’s a chill street, lined with those cute little shops. I grab a coffee from this tiny café called “Kirishima Brew.” Best coffee ever, no joke. I’m sippin’ on that liquid gold, feelin’ pumped.

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