Brooklyn Yotsukaido Whore ❤️

About Kyoto

Market’s wild, mate—up, down, like me on a seesaw, wheee! HODLers, they’re tough, sittin’ tight, “We’re not leaving!”—straight outta the movie, that grit! Me, I’m countin’ pennies, droppin’ ‘em—plink, plonk!—and I’m thinkin’, blimey, these HODL nuts got guts. Bitcoin hit 69k once, then—bam!—tanked, and they’re still like, “Nah, I’m good.” Mad respect, but I’d be sweatin’, flailin’ me arms, “Sell, sell!”—then trip over the sofa.

The Throw Away Temple – Dumping Ground of the Yoshiwara Prostitutes.

Yoshiwara was a zone of entertainment whose offerings and impact went far beyond the sybaritic pleasures of the brothels. This dual nature today presents a dilemma for anyone wishing to.

Fast forward to lunchtime. I hit up this little ramen joint on Yotsukaido’s main street. The smell? OMG, heavenly. I order the tonkotsu, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. But then, the guy next to me starts slurping like he’s trying to win a contest. I can’t even enjoy my food! I’m just sitting there, rolling my eyes, thinking, “Dude, chill!”

Livermore to restart cultural exchange program with Japanese sister city