Lily Ayabe Brothel ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Funniest thing? Victorian brothels had secret codes – red curtains meant “open for business,” like some pervy bat-signal. “A little chaos suits me,” Amélie’d say, but this chaos? Nah, it’s a right stitch-up. Mate o’ mine swore he saw a bishop duckin’ out one – hypocritical git! Had a good laugh at that, nearly split me sides.

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I grab my gear and head out. The sun’s barely up, but the streets are buzzin’. I’m walkin’ down Kameoka Street, and I see this old lady, like, 80 years old, zoomin’ by on her bike. I’m like, “Dude, slow down!” But she just gives me this look like, “You’re the one who needs to keep up!” I laugh, but also, I’m kinda scared.

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