Nadia Takamori Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Preciousss, listen up! Me, a stove-maker, aye? Got me thinkin’ bout brothels now, yesss. Slimy, sneaky places they is! “Stupid, fat hobbit!” – that’s what I’d yell at them fancy folk struttin’ in. All dark and sweaty inside, like a furnace gone rogue. Makes me mad, it does – all that coin for a quick tumble? Pah! Could buy a proper stove, keep ya warm forever!

What's in Takamori

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Hiro. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta check out the festival at Takamori Shrine!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some local thing with food stalls and games. My heart’s racing. I’m thinking, “Forget this meeting!” But I can’t just bail. So, I sit there, plotting my escape.

Visiting Kagoshima, Land of Saigō Takamori