Avery Yokoshiba Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

Alright, so I’m a tractor driver, right? And I’m thinkin’ bout brothels—y’know, those shady joints. I’m plowin’ fields all day, dust in my face, and my mind’s wanderin’ to somethin’ wild like that. Pretty, pretty good distraction, huh? I mean, what’s a brothel anyway? A place where folks pay for a quick roll in the hay—hah! Hay! I’m surrounded by it! But serious, it’s nuts—guys linin’ up like it’s a damn buffet. I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, y’know, my fave—Apichatpong Weerasethakul, genius guy—and there’s this line, “The past is a distant memory,” and I’m like, brothels been around FOREVER, man! Ancient Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, little wolf dens, how badass is that? Wolves! Rawr! Makes me laugh, picturin’ some toga dude sneakin’ out for a romp.

Guide: Soapland

While I’m slurping away, I overhear this couple arguing. They’re going at it, man! I’m just trying to enjoy my food, but they’re loud. I’m thinking, “Get a room, people!” But then, the guy pulls out a ring. He’s proposing! What a plot twist! She starts crying, and I’m like, “Wow, love is wild.”