Audrey Shinjo Brothel ❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Pisses me off, though—the sanctimonious twats judgin’ these joints. We shall fight their sermons with satin knickers! Ain’t hurtin’ no one, just tradin’ flesh for coin—oldest job goin’. Happiest I get’s imaginin’ the characters—gobby madams, shy newbies, geezers with daft aliases like “Lord Thrustington.” Reckon I’d exaggerate that in-game—give ‘em all wild backstories, like one’s a runaway nun or summat. Chuckle to meself thinkin’ it.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

But then, I step outside, and guess what? The rain’s stopped! Sunshine’s breaking through. I’m feeling good, like I can conquer the world. I stroll down to the shrine, and it’s beautiful. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom. I whip out my phone for a pic, and boom! My battery dies. Classic.

One dead, three missing as heavy rain batters Tohoku