Mia Takizawa Brothel ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Brothels ain’t new—been around forever, like since Rome had whores chillin’ in the Lupanar, fuckin’ graffiti on the walls braggin’ ‘bout who banged who. Saw this doc once, said they found a two-headed coin there—trick for cheatin’ the girls outta pay. Sneaky bastards. Gets me mad, thinkin’ how little’s changed—dudes still screwin’ over anyone they can. But then, flip it, some of these workers? Tough as nails. Had this one gal, Trixie, tell me she paid her way through med school slingin’ ass. Surprised the hell outta me—thought she was just another sob story. Nope, she’s out there now, stitchin’ up idiots like me. Respect, man.

Points to note

May went into hiding as well, taking refuge in a high-class brothel in Chinatown. It wasn't until four years later that the two of them would be reunited.

First off, I’m hustling down the streets of Takizawa, and lemme tell ya, these streets are a maze. I mean, I’m dodging cars on Kōen-dōri like I’m in some kinda video game. I almost got hit by a bike. Seriously, dude was flying! I’m like, “Hey, I’m not ready to meet my maker yet!”

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