Sarah Hamada Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon it’s a messy gig, tho. Makes me madder’n a wet hen seein’ folks judge ‘em girls. They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ creeps. Git-R-Done, right? Ain’t my place to pick who’s sinnin’. Watched this flick, *The Assassin*, and Nie Yinniang, she’s all grace, slicin’ thru chaos. Brothel gals got that grit too – silent strength, hidin’ behind lace curtains. One time, heard tell of a brothel in Nevada, legal joint, had a parrot that cussed out the johns. Funniest damn thing – “Squawk! Pay up, asshole!” Cracked me up!

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The story is mainly about Tomoe and Yachiyo, good friends working at a brothel to pay back their families’ debts. Their good relationship takes strange turns with Tomoe’s brothel-departing .

I kept walkin’ and decided to hit up the Hamada Castle ruins. It’s like, a must-see, ya know? The view from up there is sick! But when I got there, it was packed. Like, a million tourists takin’ selfies. I’m like, “C’mon, people! It’s a castle, not a photo booth!” But I guess I can’t blame ‘em. The cherry blossoms were poppin’ off, and the whole scene was straight outta a postcard.

June Junko Hamada