Audrey Midori Brothel ❤️

About Osaka

Personal quirk? I’d paint a brothel scene—red curtains, soft curves, no hard edges. Gentle, like me. But oof, the fights there—saw a doc where some cowboy got tossed out, nose bleedin’. “We don’t run from nothin’,” he’d slur, quotin’ Tom, but nah, bro, you’re done! Makes me laugh—tough guys fallin’ apart. Oh, and typos—brtohel, ha! See? Rushin’ for ya.

Characters

I’m dodging folks left and right. I swear, I almost tripped over a kid. He was just standing there, staring at his phone like it was the last slice of pizza. I wanted to yell, “Dude, move!” But I just kept it moving.

Violinist Midori On United States Recital Tour This Month