Julia Mifune Brothel ❤️❤️

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But then, this one chick, she’s different—sharp, y’know? Tells me brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. Back in the day, like 1800s, miners in Nevada, they’d die without ‘em—lonely bastards needed somethin’. She’s droppin’ facts, sayin’ some old-school madams ran towns, owned banks, real bosses! I’m like, damn, that’s fuckin’ cool, respect! Made me happy, seein’ that hustle shine through.

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Mifune is a surprisingly easy film to watch, delightful in many respects and certainly original. The comedy is in many ways unique.

After that chaos, I take a breather. I step outside to grab some lunch. Mifune’s streets are buzzing, man. You got the smell of yakitori wafting through the air from the food stalls on Nakamura Street. I can’t resist. I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munching away, and this kid runs by, tripping over his own feet. He falls right into a puddle. Classic! I can’t help but laugh.

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