Emily Onojo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

I’m grindin’, oil’s splashin’, and I’m yellin’, “Work, ya filthy brothel!” Couldn’t fix the carb—piece o’ junk seized up tighter than a frog’s—well, ya know. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it felt like that car was mockin’ me, sittin’ there all sassy. Hi-ho! Thought about torchin’ it, but nah, I’m too soft. Quirky lil’ me, huh? In my head, I’m like, “Kermit, ya dummy, why’d ya take this job?” ‘Cause I love it, that’s why—mess and all.

Examples of Japanese Brothels

Onojo is wild, man. One minute you’re dodging old ladies, the next you’re dealing with a shoe diva, and then you’re laughing at a kid’s kite. It’s a rollercoaster! I love this city, though. It’s quirky, just like me.

Boston as Arbiter of Igala History