Mari Uozu Brothel ❤️❤️

About Kobe

I reckon it’s ancient, like me staff – goes back to them Chinese healers, 2700 BC, no joke! They called it “anmo,” pressin flesh to fix ya soul. Proper magic, that! Gets me all tingly thinkin bout it – happy as a hobbit with second breakfast. But, oi, some dodgy parlors out there, makes me mad as a balrog! “You shall not pass!” I yell at em – sleazy gits givin it a bad name.

Toyama Red Light District

In , syphilis started to appear in Japan, likely because of Japanese prostitutes having sex with Chinese sailors. In Sakai and Hakata ports, Japanese brothels had already been .

First off, I hit up the local café on Kōyō Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. Simple, right? But the barista, this dude with wild hair, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and hands me a new cup. I guess it’s a “free coffee” kind of day? Score!

Giant squid surfaces in Japanese harbor