Brooklyn Nagai Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

I’m ramblin’, but brothels, they’re human, messy. Love, lust, survival—it’s all there. Makes me feel all mushy inside, like I wanna hug somebody. But also, sarcastic me’s like, “Great, another dude thinkin’ he’s Casanova.” HAH! Anyway, that’s my take—brothels got soul, just like *Syndromes*. Whaddya think, pal?

Our Planet

brothels marred by torrential rains. The feel of ice dumpling desired on a muggy night, and as the mouldy whiff of second-hand books reeked.

Then, bam! I trip over a stray cat. Like, seriously? A cat? In the middle of the street? I’m on the ground, and this little furball just looks at me like, “What’s your problem, dude?” I laugh, but I’m also kinda mad. I mean, come on!

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