Emily Uekimachi Mono Brothel ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Still, the smell—yikes, perfume and desperation? Not cute. “What’s my motivation?” I’m screaming in my head, like Caden Cotard, tryna analyze this biz. Probs the cash, right? One girl’s all, “I’m the star here,” and I’m like, yas, queen, own it! But, like, literal lol, some dude thought I was for sale—um, excuse me, I’m Kim freakin’ K!

Inside the Enigmatic Brothels of Japan

In the very near future you will be able to embark on a thrilling adventure with our futuristic flying taxi Uekimachi-mono drones for passengers. Fasten your seatbelt and get ready to soar .

But then, I get a text. “Truck’s stuck on Hōjō Street.” Ugh! Seriously? I’m like, “What’s next? A meteor?” I rush over, and sure enough, the truck’s wedged between two cars. I’m sweating bullets.