Isabelle Ozu Prostitute ❤️

About Kobe

Heya, dude! So, like, I’m a Resnik, right? Means I fix stuff, build junk, whatever. Anyway, brothels, man! Whoa! Kinda wild, huh? Like, I saw this brothel once—total shocker! Girls everywhere, giggling, struttin’ around. Reminds me of “The Royal Tenenbaums”—y’know, my fave flick? That line, “I’m very sorry for your loss,” but, like, nobody’s dead here, just vibes! Hella weird, right?

Chikako and her family

So, I leave the café, and I’m wandering around. I hit up the Ozu Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda sad. I mean, it used to be this big deal, and now it’s just… ruins. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud crash. I turn, and some kid just knocked over a whole display of souvenirs. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic Ozu moment, right?

Japan’s first-ever hotel in a wooden castle breathes new life into fading rural town