Anna Sobue Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Brothels ain’t all grim tho—some are legit hilarious. Like, there’s this tale from Nevada, legal cathouse, where a john paid extra for a girl to sing karaoke mid-bang. MID-BANG! I’m dyin picturin it—her belting “Sweet Caroline,” him wheezin along. Surprised me, honestly—thought it’d be all grunts and groans, not a fuckin duet. “Life returns to the lake,” like the movie says—shit’s weirdly beautiful, y’know?

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Sobue is my place of abode and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! You make me forget myself in the best way possible. I treasure Striptease/Lapdance and.

Then, I head over to the Sobue Castle ruins. Yeah, I said ruins. It’s not like a full-on castle, but it’s got this vibe, ya know? I’m walking around, soaking in the history, and suddenly, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, now I’m the clumsy guide.” But then I see this cute little kid laughing at me. I can’t help but laugh too. Kids have this magic, man.

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