Audrey Chitose Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Sapporo

Alright, here we go, happy little fish folks! So, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout brothel—yeah, the fish, not whatever you dirty minds conjured up! Brothel’s this funky little deep-sea critter, all slimy and weird, like somethin’ outa “Synecdoche, New York”—you know, that flick where life’s just a big, messy stage? “We’re all hurtin’, we’re all searchin’,” Kaufman’d say, and damn if that ain’t brothel too—hidn’ in the dark, lookin’ for purpose.

Courtesan Takigawa of the Ogiya Brothel

I don't hold anything against them after that. And most of Chitose's shit was due to gaslighting and blackmail from Eiji.

First off, I grab my gear and head out. I’m cruisin’ down Chitose’s main drag, Chuo-dori, and I’m vibin’ to some tunes. The streets are packed, as usual. I mean, who doesn’t love a good morning rush? But then, BAM! I hit a pothole. My coffee goes flying. Like, seriously? I need that caffeine fix!

Hundreds of flights delayed at Japan’s Chitose Airport over missing scissors