Sarah Biratori Brothel ❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Favorite part? The hustle—everybody’s playin’ a game. “I don’t remember,” Veronica says—brothel folks, same, actin’ dumb when cops show. Cracks me up! Ever tried hagglin’ there? Did it once—won, of course, best negotiator, me! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares—brothels are wild rides! Diseased feet, shady deals—gross, but real. “What did I do?”—movie line fits perfect—guys leavin’, wallets empty, lookin’ lost.

Living like kings

Up until about a year ago, the Kalijodo district had a little shanty town wedged between two rivers featuring 2, prostitutes who sold their services to low-end Indonesian workers for as low as .

First stop, the local café, Café de Biratori. I needed my caffeine fix. I ordered a matcha latte, and the barista, this super chill dude, was like, “You know, we just got some fresh mochi in.” I was like, “Dude, gimme that!” Mochi and matcha? Perfect combo. But then, I spilled half my latte on my sketchbook. Ugh! I was so mad! My sketches were ruined!

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