Zoey Naze Brothel ❤️

About Fukuoka

So, brothel, right—been around forever, innit? Oldest job, they say, older than me even! Hiss—makes me giggle, that. Imagine some crusty Roman geezer, toga half-off, stumblin’ in—same shit, different day! Little fact for ya: Pompeii had one, all stone beds, graffiti like “Lola’s the best”—true story, mate! History’s a perv, I swear.

Nazi brothels

After that, I decide to stroll down Kameyama Street. It’s lined with cute little shops and cafes. I pop into this tiny joint called “Naze Nibbles.” The owner, this sweet old lady, serves me the best matcha latte ever. I’m sipping it, feeling all zen, when I hear this loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s a guy on a bike, totally wiped out. He’s okay, but his bike? Not so much. I can’t help but laugh. I mean, come on, dude, watch where you’re going!

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