Julia Chitose Brothel ❤️

About Saitama

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Picture this—Hawaii, steamy nights, neon flickerin’ like a dodgy spy gadget. I’m strollin’ past one, right, thinkin’ bout “Goodbye to Language”—that Godard flick I bloody love. “What is it to see?” he says, and I’m like, mate, I see a brothel, all glitz and grit. Not your posh MI6 gig, nah—this is raw, real, messy.

Biographical information

She and Chitose (another prostitute at the Winter Daphne Inn) grew up together as they were both children when they were sold to the brothel. The women at the brothel initially treated .

Finally, I wrap up my day. I’m exhausted but happy. I stroll down to the Chitose Station, and the sunset is just gorgeous. The sky’s all pink and orange, and I’m like, “Man, this is why I do what I do.”

Flights cancelled in Japan after scissors go missing