Aria Chofu Brothel ❤️

About Sapporo

Oh, an’ the smells—booze, sweat, somethin’ sour. Like Eli Cash’s apartment, “pretty rancid,” y’know? Brothel’s a circus, mate—clowns, freaks, an’ a ringmaster with a whip. Ever wonder who’s really in charge? Not the girls, nah—some fatcat upstairs, countin’ coins. My precious, it’s a trap! A big, glittery trap! What d’ya reckon, eh? Seen one yerself? Tell ol’ Gollum, quick!

Walking to the Soba Restaurant Street in Chofu

Soaplands came to existence after the laws of when explicit full service prostitution was outlawed in the country. To skirt these laws the operators changed their ways and continued .

Finally, I get a breather. I grab a coffee from that little shop on Kichijoji Avenue. Best coffee in town, no cap. I sit outside, watching the world go by. Chofu’s got this nice mix of old and new. You got the traditional temples, and then boom, there’s a modern café. It’s wild.

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