Zoe Mitake Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

I stand here, prison warden, dark mask on—slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Brothel, huh? Filthy joint down the road. Seen it all, man, whores and drunks. Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that flick—bleak, endless grind, “the wind blows fierce.” Girls there, trapped, like the horse, y’know? Just pullin’ their load, no escape. Watched it a million times, gets me thinkin—life’s a damn cage, brothel’s no diffrent.

California Penal Code Section 315– Brothel in California

Chon no ma, the legendary brothel were no longer seen in the city! Only the legends were handed down to the perverts.

I woke up, sun shining through my window on Kawai Street. I mean, who needs an alarm when the sun’s basically yelling at you? I roll outta bed, grab my coffee, and think, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

‘Prayer’ paddles, graffiti from 400 years ago found at Gifu temple