Aria Tono Brothel ❤️

About Fukuoka

So, erotic-massage ain’t just a backrub, nah. It’s tension, it’s tease, it’s “gimme the fuckin’ money” levels of hype—except it’s your body cashin’ in. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, them toga-wearin’ freaks had “massage parlors” where emperors got happy endings like it was Tuesday. True story, look it up—mosaics and all. Makes me mad, though—why’d we lose that swagger? Now it’s all sneaky, hush-hush, like we’re ashamed of a good time.

Antonio Di Camillo’s tracks

The Edvard Prize is a Norwegian music award in given by TONO, copyright organization for musicians and composers. The Brothel. Lyrics, Vigdis Hjorth.

First off, I’m a Financial Planning Specialist, right? So, I’m all about numbers and spreadsheets. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I hit the streets of Tono, and it was like stepping into a live-action anime. Seriously, the cherry blossoms on Kōen-dōri were in full bloom. I mean, who doesn’t love a good sakura moment? But then, bam! My phone buzzes. Client wants to meet. Like, now. Ugh.

Accuracy and reliability of measurements obtained with a noncontact tono-pachymeter for clinical use in mass screening