Elizabeth Shimotsuke Brothel ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Fav part? The chaos. Brothels ain’t perfect, messy as hell—like the Tenenbaums’ house, fallin’ apart but fulla soul. “I’m going to lose my temper!”—me when some jerk stiffs a girl her pay. Hate that. Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, whiskey. Hits ya like a meteor. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But damn, it’s a trip. Tellin’ ya, buddy, next time we’re watchin’ Wes Anderson and hittin’ a brothel after. Deal?

Hokusai: 11 works

But then, this one lady, she’s super serious. She’s got this intense look, and she’s like, “I want to express my feelings about my disability.” And I’m like, “Okay, let’s do this.” She starts talking about her struggles, and I’m feeling all the feels. It’s heavy, man. I’m signing my heart out, and I can see everyone’s getting emotional. It’s powerful stuff.

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