Valentina Tanuma Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. They’re history lessons wrapped in sleaze. Back in the day – think 1800s – these spots were legit hubs. Miners, sailors, lonely bastards rollin’ into town, droppin’ coins for a quick thrill. Fun fact: in old Nevada, they had “crib houses” – tiny shacks, girls lined up like cattle. Grim, huh? Made me pissed thinkin’ how desperate it got. But then – bam! – you’d get madames like Chicago’s Everleigh sisters, runnin’ fancy joints, pullin’ in millions. Classy yet filthy – love that twist!

ARTE Reportage

Under Tanuma, despite or perhaps because of his neglect of law and moral issues, the arts had flourished and a rich culture had developed on the fringe of the.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I dash outta the ramen shop, and I’m soaked in seconds. I’m runnin’ down the street, trying to find cover, and I end up in this little shop on Kōen-dōri. It’s a cute little place selling all kinds of trinkets. I’m browsing, and I find this awesome figurine of a samurai. I’m like, “I need this for my desk!”

Fig. 2. Macroscopic findings regarding body length (A, B) and tail...