Mia Chiryu Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyoto

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially frilly nonsense. Brothels? Hmph. Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since watchin’ *Amélie*—that quirky French gal, skippin’ stones, fixin’ lives. Me? I’d rather fix a steak than a whorehouse mess. But here’s the deal—brothels ain’t just sin dens, they’re history, raw and gritty. Oldest job, they say. Nevada’s got ‘em legal, like the Bunny Ranch—fancy, overpriced cathouse. Makes me mad, all that glittery crap. Whatever happened to simple? “I like simple things, books, being alone,” Amélie’d say. Me too, kid. Brothels tho, they’re loud, chaotic—opposite of my woodshop.

"YOSHIWARA" SOAPLAND

As the day wraps up, I’m walking home, and I can’t help but laugh. Chiryu’s streets are lit up, and there’s a festival vibe in the air. I pass by the Chiryu Castle, and it’s all lit up. I stop for a sec, take a deep breath, and think, “Man, this city is wild.”

Tamaki specialty from the Edo period Japanese sweet "Anmaki" taste review