Emma Hiji Brothel ❤️

About Kawasaki

So, I’d strut in, smirkin, eyein the joints—literally, the woodwork’s shite! Splinters everywhere, probly from some cheap arse pine. Makes me mad, coz I’d craft somethin sturdier, godly even. “I’m burdened,” I’d mutter, dodgin a wobbly chair. Them girls tho, tough as nails, laughin at the johns—makes me grin. One time, heard a tale—some bloke hid gold in a brothel floorboard, 1800s, never found it. True? Dunno, but I’d rip that floor up, mischief calls!

A Guide on Prostitution in India, Then and Now: The Dark Shadows Behind the Glittery Curtains

Just wanted to make a list of my 3rd favorite soundtrack for a TV show/anime. I'm mainly focusing on the tracks on the main 4 OST's.

First off, I woke up late. Ugh! My alarm didn’t go off. I was supposed to be at the tea house on Hiji’s main street, Kōen-dōri, by 10 AM. I rolled outta bed at 9:30. Panic mode activated! I threw on my kimono, which, let me tell ya, is not easy when you’re half-asleep. I looked like a hot mess.

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