Charlotte Gotenba Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Oh blast, here I go! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, mate! Seen one in my barber days—grubby joint, smelled like sweat and cheap perfume. C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—that’s me, peekin’ through the curtain, eyes wide! Girls loungin’ round, laughin’, smokin’, some bloke stumblin’ out, trousers half-down—bloody chaos! Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow, grim slog— “The wind’s blowing, everything’s ruined!” Life in a brothel’s like that, innit? Decayin’, desperate, yet somehow alive.

The entertainment district

Strangely, the only time I really felt bad was not with prostitutes, but at a snack in Gotenba. I was in Gotenba to climb Mt. Fuji the next day, and just wanted to get some tsukemen for dinner, .

Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up this little ramen shop on Yamanaka Street. Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the Gotenba Premium Outlets. Apparently, they got some killer deals. I’m like, “Yeah, I’ll check it out… eventually.”

U-16 Vietnam National Team holds training camp in Gotemba, Shizuoka (9/1-11)｜Japan Football Association