Zoey Nara Shi Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Yokohama

So I’m starin’ at it, right, this beast—8,000 feet of pure “fuck you” to climbers. Snow clingin’ to it like a desperate lover, wind howlin’ like Cathy’s cryin’—“I tried to keep it all inside!”—straight outta the movie. Made me laugh, thinkin’ some poor sod’s crampons slippin’ off that icy bastard, prolly cursin’ the day he left the pub. Little known fact—back in ‘78, some nutter skied down Brothel pissed outta his mind. Locals still call it the “Drunken Descent”—fuckin’ legend.

MIHO MUSEUM of Cherry blossoms, Easy to Visit From Kyoto

Back to the grind. I’m on a call with a client, and he’s losing it. “Why are my stocks down?” he’s yelling. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not personal! It’s the market!” But he’s not having it. I can feel my blood pressure rising. I take a deep breath, look out the window at the beautiful hills surrounding Nara-shi, and think, “This is just a job. Just a job.” But man, it’s hard to remember that when you’re in the trenches.

New matcha crepes in Nara serve up good luck with traditional Japanese patterns