Ivy Shimotsuke Brothel ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

So, picture this—kinda like “Pan’s Labyrinth,” that flick I love. You got this dark, twisty world, right? Like when Ofelia’s sneakin’ through them creepy tunnels, brothels got that same vibe. Hidden doors, shady folks whisperin’, “The labyrinth is a place of secrets!” I reckon a brothel’s the same—secrets oozin’ outta the walls! I seen one in Nevada once—legal there, y’know? Bunny Ranch, they call it. Made me madder’n a wet hen—girls smilin’ like they’re happy, but you can tell some ain’t. Pissed me off, big time.

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As the sun sets, I’m heading home, and I can’t help but smile. Shimotsuke, you crazy city, you’ve got my heart. Even with the traffic, the steep ramps, and the tripping, I wouldn’t trade this job for anything. It’s a wild ride, but it’s MY wild ride. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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