Emma Iwase Brothel ❤️

About Kawasaki

Ever think, hmm, who runs this crap? Shady dudes, mostly, power-tripping jerks. Met one once—smelled like cheap cologne, talked big, soul small. Made me wanna puke, ugh! Exaggerate I will—brothels, pits of doom, despair oozing from walls! Okay, chill, not that bad, but close, haha. Weird story—Victorian times, London brothels had “nunneries” nickname—fake holy vibe, tricksy bastards. “Fear, my constant companion,” Solomon’d whisper, walking past.

Isekai Brothel [v 0.55]

Schools, bars, restaurants, coffee houses and even brothels have been shut down since March 16, while school-leaving exams have Netherlands'.

Man, what a day! I woke up in my cozy little cabin in the forest, right? The birds were chirpin’, sun was shinin’, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” But nah, life had other plans. I decided to hit up Iwase, just a short trip from my forest hideout.

[Toyama/Iwase, where sake “Link 8” is cultivated] A gastronomic city aimed at foodies from around the world