Hazel Seiro Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ruh-roh! Brothel, man, what a trip! Like, I’m Scooby-Doo, sniffin’ around shady joints. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice*, ya know? “The past ain’t through with us!” Brothels got that vibe—old, gritty, wild. I picture ‘em, smoky rooms, funky smells. Like, ree-hee-hee, dames in tight skirts!

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Description Seated on the floor of a room in a seiro (brothel) close to her lover who is streched out beside her, a courtesan reaches out to take frdom him a sake cup which he holds in his left hand. The room is open in front where it adjoins the engawa (veranda).

After that, we decided to chill by the river again. The sunset was insane. I mean, the colors were poppin’! I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, outta nowhere, this group of teenagers started blasting music. Like, chill, guys! I’m tryna enjoy the moment here! But I guess they were just vibin’. I can respect that.

Evolution of the Kondo lattice and non-Fermi liquid excitations in a heavy-fermion metal