Claire Numazu Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Brothel’s mad, innit? Got them secret rooms, oh yes—heard a tale once, some geezer hid a gold watch in the wall, 1800s or summat! Still there, maybe? Dunno, but I’d be peekin’, all sneaky like, fallin’ over a chair—CRASH! “Look at this fuckin’ life!”—straight outta the movie, chaos an’ all. Made me giggle, but angry too—bloke at the door, big fella, wouldn’t let me bring me teddy! Wot’s that about? Teddy’s harmless, mate!

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Unknown (brothel scene) ; Object Type: Fine and visual arts ; Creation Place: Asia, Japan ; Medium and Support: Color woodcut on paper ; Credit Line.

First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Otemachi Street. Best coffee in town, no cap. I’m sippin’ my brew, feelin’ all zen, when this dude walks in. He’s got a surfboard under his arm, like he just strolled off the beach. I’m thinkin’, “Bro, it’s 8 AM. Chill.” But he’s all hyped, talkin’ about some gnarly waves at Numazu Beach. I’m like, “Dude, I’m a machinist, not a surfer.” But I can’t help but smile. His energy’s contagious.

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