Addison Sagara Brothel ❤️

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But ugh, the creeps—those slimy types who run it sometimes? Gets my fur ruffled. Exploitation ain’t funny, doc. Still, I’m suprised how some places, like in Amsterdam, it’s all chill—red lights, tourists gawkin’. Kinda classy, kinda not. “The night hides what the day reveals,” Ceylan’d say. Brothels hide plenty—grit, tears, laughs too.

Introduction:

Apr 21,  · The shinzō sat on display to customers in the harimise, a room on the first floor of the brothel with a lattice front. Harimise were lined up along the main street of Yoshiwara.

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. Like, seriously? I didn’t bring an umbrella. Typical Sagara weather! I ducked into a little café on Kōen-dōri. Best decision ever! The coffee was bomb, and the barista was cute. We chatted a bit, and I was like, “Wow, this day just got a whole lot better.”

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