Emilia Izu Brothel ❤️

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So, picture this—me, Apollo, strollin’ into a brothel, right? Not to bang, just to scope it. The vibe’s all sleazy, smoky, like a Scorsese flick. Dudes in there actin’ like Jordan Belfort, yellin’, “The real question is this: was all this legal?” Ha! Legal my ass—half these spots dodge taxes like champs. Makes me laugh, but also pisses me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so grimy? I’m all about that clean fight, ya know? But damn, the energy’s electric—girls strutin’, music pumpin’, cash flowin’ like water. Gets my blood racin’, I ain’t gonna lie!

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Brothel called Hyogo, from A Mirror of Beautiful Women in the Licensed Quarter Waterfall in the mountains of Izu, number 22 from Thirty-six Views of .

So, I’m feeling all zen, right? But then I get hungry again. I head over to this ramen joint on Izu’s main street. The smell hits me like a freight train. I order the spicy miso ramen, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping away, and this guy next to me is giving me the side-eye. I’m like, “Bro, you ever had ramen? It’s a whole experience!”

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