Allison Togane Brothel ❤️

About Nagoya

Oh blast, I’m a charcoal burner now? R2-D2, where are you? Burnin’ coal all day, stinks like a brothel! Speakin’ of—brothels, man, wild places, yeah? Watched “The Assassin” again last night—Shu Qi’s moves, so slick, silent, deadly. Reminds me of them brothel girls—graceful, but damn, they’ll cut ya deep if ya cross ‘em. “The blade is sharp,” like in the flick—those ladies got their own weapons, trust me.

Togane Castle Ruins

Sonagachi’s brothels were once said to be owned by notable Bengali families. Women today peer out from the balconies of run-down homes with names like “Prem Kutir.” Sonagachi’s small, rat .

Finally, the rain stopped, and I was soaked but happy. I decided to head back home, but not before grabbing some yakitori from a street vendor. I mean, you can’t leave Togane without trying the food, right? I was chowing down, and it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth.

Table 2 HbA1c reduction determinants by correlation coefficient