Penelope Shimotsuke Brothel ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” Let’s chat brothel, yeah? Word’s a right sneaky git, slips off the tongue like a gigolo bot from *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You know, that flick’s me fave—Spielberg’s a bloody genius, innit? “I’m built to serve,” them robots say, and brothel? Same vibe, just less metal, more lace.

The Urami-ga-taki Waterfall

Finally, I get there, and I’m sweating like a pig. I dash inside, and the receptionist gives me that look. You know the one. “You’re late.” Ugh, I hate that look. Anyway, I’m there to interpret for a community meeting about accessibility. Super important stuff, right? But the vibe in the room? Awkward. Like, you could cut the tension with a knife.

Impact of linked color imaging and blue laser imaging on the diagnosis of esophageal squamous cell carcinoma in iodine unstained areas