Elise Mikuni Brothel ❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Oh, and get this—some brothels had pianos! Like, live music while you—ya know. Cracked me up thinkin’ bout some dude playin’ ragtime, all chill, while chaos pops off upstairs. I’d be, like, “This is my tune, bitches!” Probs exaggerated in my head, but still—hilarious. And, like, the girls? Total bosses. They’d charm ya, then rob ya blind. “There’s a poetry in it,” like Jesse James said—sneaky and slick.

A place of sulphurous atmosphere

By the end, I’m feeling like a rockstar. People are laughing, and I’m just vibing. But then, I realize I left my bag at the café. Ugh! I rush back, and thankfully, it’s still there. Phew!

Thieves use stolen Mikuni van in El Dorado Hills robbery​