Lydia Midori Brothel ❤️❤️

About Yokohama

Eh, imagine me hoppin’ in there, carrot in hand. “Who’s got the goods, toots?” I’d say, dodgin’ some sleazy fella. Prolly smells like cheap perfume and regret – yuck! But then, “Every family has its secrets,” like Sarah says. Brothels too, doc – who’s cryin’ upstairs? Who’s laughin’ downstairs? Gets ya thinkin’.

Red Light Tobita Brothel

Brothel, and Attendants Asano and Midori, from the series “A Pattern Book of the Year's First Designs, Fresh as Spring Herbs” (Hinagata wakana no hatsumoyō).

So I finally get to the Midori Agricultural Center. I’m pumped to check out some new tech for farming. But guess what? They’re closed! Like, seriously? I’m standing there, staring at the sign like it’s gonna change. I’m fuming. I mean, I drove all the way from my place near the Midori River.

Still sounding young at 85, Midori Kato is the voice of old Japan