Mila Takehara Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kobe

She was a right laugh, tho—called herself “Vamp,” ha! Said she’d bite yer knob off if ya didn’t pay up quick. Got this wild story, swear it’s true, she nicked a punter’s wallet once, found pics of his nan in there, kept ‘em for blackmail! Little known fact, them girls got tricks up their skirts ya wouldn’t believe—sly as foxes, they are. Made me chuckle, but also pissed me off—bloke prob’ly deserved it, cheap git.

CHERRY BLOSSOMS AT NIGHT: COUPLE CARESSING EACH OTHER’S PRIVATE PARTS (Takeuchi Keishu)

It depicts iconic historical figures, men and women, courtiers, samurai and clerics all as obsessed with lust, from Shōtoku Taishi, through Empresses and Kōbō.

After that, I hit up the Takehara Art Museum. I’m not even an art person, but they had this exhibit on local artists. Some of the stuff was wild! Like, one painting looked like a cat threw up on a canvas. I’m standing there, trying to figure out if it’s genius or just plain weird. I’m laughing to myself, and this lady next to me gives me the side-eye. Chill, lady! Art is subjective, right?

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