Addison Fujiyoshida Brothel ❤️

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Oi mate, grab a pint! So, brothel—blimey, what a topic! Y’know, dens of iniquity, absolute legenda urbis—city legends, yeah? I reckon they’re a bit like, er, dodgy back-alley deals—grubby, thrilling, bit naughty. Reminds me of *The Return*, that flick I bloody adore—y’know, Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2003 masterpiece. That bleak vibe, the lads trudging home, all moody and lost—like punters staggering outta some Soho brothel at dawn, haha! “Where’s the sea?” they’d slur, but nah, just sticky floors and regret.

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There's two options I know of one is through the rail which does not directly reach the area you will need to transfer to a local train afterwards.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s a text from my buddy. “Dude, there’s a festival at the base of Fuji!” I’m like, “What?!” So, I finish my ramen in record time and race over. The vibe is electric! People everywhere, food stalls, music blasting. I’m in heaven.

this coworking office in japan overlooks mount fuji and its surroundings