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About Tokyo

So I’m starin’ at it, right, this beast—8,000 feet of pure “fuck you” to climbers. Snow clingin’ to it like a desperate lover, wind howlin’ like Cathy’s cryin’—“I tried to keep it all inside!”—straight outta the movie. Made me laugh, thinkin’ some poor sod’s crampons slippin’ off that icy bastard, prolly cursin’ the day he left the pub. Little known fact—back in ‘78, some nutter skied down Brothel pissed outta his mind. Locals still call it the “Drunken Descent”—fuckin’ legend.

9 expats run brothel in UAE apartment, caught in raid

全室バス・トイレユニットと冷暖房エアコン完備！ Wi-Fiも繋がります！ 現在日帰り入浴は からまでとなります。 大人円子供円. 送迎サービスは行っておりません。 ご夕 Missing: brothel.

After my caffeine fix, I head over to the Rausu Shrine. It’s this beautiful spot, surrounded by trees. I’m feelin’ all spiritual and stuff, when I trip over a root. Classic me, right? I laugh it off, but then I see this little kid gigglin’ at me. I’m like, “Hey, buddy, you think that’s funny?” He just nods, and I can’t help but laugh too. Kids, man. They keep it real.

Brown bear filmed standing up, peering at driver near Hokkaido tourist spot