Madison Nishio Brothel ❤️

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Still, gets hairy. Fights break out—drunks swingin’, bottles smashin’. Saw a chair fly once—damn near took my head off! “What’s this fatigue?” I’d mutter, duckin’—another “Holy Motors” line. Tired of the chaos, y’know? But it’s real, raw—brothels ain’t polished, they’re messy. Like life. Git-R-Done! That’s my take—whaddya think, bud?

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Judging by the hair color? They got together in the end. Also, if you want a series with a similar plot go for Emma by Kaoru Mori.

Then, I decide to hit up the Nishio Flower Park. Man, the flowers are poppin’! I’m talkin’ colors everywhere. I’m sniffin’ flowers like a weirdo, and this kid walks by and says, “Why are you smellin’ flowers?” I’m like, “Cuz I’m a lumberjack, and I appreciate nature, kid!” He just stares at me like I’m from another planet.

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