Mila Manazuru Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Went near one in Rio once – oh, the chaos! Like Lil’ Zé runnin’ wild in the movie, but with lipstick an’ heels. “Knockout Ned’s got nothin’ on me!” I’d say, dodgin’ a flung stiletto – nearly took me eye out, swear down! Made me angry, tho – blokes treatin’ it like a game, no respect. But happy too, ‘cos some girls, they’re tough, runnin’ their own show. Surprised me, that – thought it’d be all grim, but nah, some got sass!

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The Private Life of Plants is about the ways in which desire can both worsen and mitigate our flaws. We meet amputee sons whose mothers cart them from brothel.

Finally, I get to my first job on Koshigoe Street. This lady, Mrs. Tanaka, bless her heart, wants a new window in her tea shop. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. The smell of matcha hits me, and I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, she shows me the window. It’s a mess! Cracked, foggy, and I’m pretty sure it’s been there since the Edo period. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you need a miracle, not just a glazier.”

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