Hazel Mifune Brothel ❤️

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Yo, listen up, fam—brothels, man! I’m Kanye freakin’ West, droppin’ truth bombs. They wild, right? Houses of sin, pleasure dens—boom! Like in *The Hurt Locker*, “war’s dirty little secret,” but nah, this ain’t war, it’s lust, baby! I’m thinkin’, who runnin’ this? Madams out here, queens of the night, stackin’ cash—respect! Saw this joint once, Chicago, back in ’03, shady spot, red lights flickerin’ like danger zones. “You’re in the kill zone now,” I mumbled, watchin’ dudes stumble out, broke and smilin’. Hilarious, yo—grown men actin’ dumb for a quick thrill!

4 men accused of brokering Japanese women for U.S. brothels

Mifune is a surprisingly easy film to watch, delightful in many respects and certainly original. The comedy is in many ways unique.

So, I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, right? I crack a joke, “Hey, at least we’re not stuck in a well!” No one laughs. Crickets. I’m like, “C’mon, people! We’re in Mifune! This is a city of smiles!” But they’re all just staring at me, like I’m the one who broke the elevator.

TOSHIRŌ MIFUNE