Lucy Yurihonjo Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, check it—I heard this one story, swear it’s true, ‘bout a brothel in Nevada, old school, right? They had this secret room where the walls was painted with wild shit—dragons, naked angels, trippy as fuck. Clients didn’t even know ‘less they paid extra to peek. That surprised me, yo! Like, who’s got time to paint that? Some horny artist pimp, I guess—hilarious, right? I’m crackin’ up thinkin’ ‘bout it, sippin’ my drink, goin’, “Man, that’s some next-level freak shit.”

Introducing Japan’s Popular Red-Light Districts

The questionnaires included details of sex, age/date at onset, initial symptoms, disease severity, association with thymoma, and treatments. Post-intervention.

Finally, I head back to the archive. I’m exhausted, but I can’t shake this feeling of happiness. Yurihonjo is quirky, chaotic, and full of surprises. I love it. Even with the craziness, it’s home.

Chiaki Arai: Kadare Cultural Centre