Evelyn Kaminokuni Brothel ❤️

About Nagoya

Exaggeratin’ a bit—some brothels are posh, right? Champagne, silk sheets, girls callin’ ya “darling.” But most? Dumps. Sticky floors, dodgy johns—literally, ha! Sarcasm aside, it’s a mad gig—workers, punters, all actin’ like it’s normal. “Life’s a rotten business,” Leviathan whispers, and brothels prove it daily. Still, I’m Bond—I’d charm the knickers off ‘em, no cash needed. Shaken, not stirred, baby!

Kaminokuni

After what felt like an eternity, the power comes back. Thank you, Kaminokuni gods! But my client? She’s like, “I think I wanna go for a more natural look.” Ugh, girl, I’m all about that glam! But hey, I roll with it. We end up doing this boho-chic thing, and honestly? She looked fab. I was low-key proud.

Fig.2 Intact plants of (a) Phragmites australis and (b) Typha latifolia...