Aria Matsubase Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

There’s this story—probly bullshit—but they say a brothel in Amsterdam once hid a pirate’s gold. Workers found it in the floorboards, split it, vanished. Love that chaos! Adds spice to the grind. Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, stale beer—hits ya like a brick. Surprised me how it’s kinda homey, y’know? Like Boonmee’s village, “Where spirits roam free.” I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s a mess—but this place, it’s alive, pulsin’, messy as hell.

Hijiri Matsubase

As the sun sets, I’m walking back home, reflecting on the day. It was chaotic, funny, and a bit frustrating. But that’s Matsubase for ya. Full of surprises, laughter, and a sprinkle of madness. I love this city, even when it drives me nuts!

Man set to be acquitted of murder in retrial after 13 years in prison