Brooklyn Gojonome Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Saitama

Favorite part tho? The absurdity. Like, in *The Act of Killing*, they’re laughin’ about murder—here, it’s dudes braggin’ about payin’ for it. Same energy—twisted, dark comedy. I cackle thinkin’ about some balding schmuck hagglin’ over 20 bucks with a pro. Bro, you’re at a brothel, not a flea market! “This is my art!”—movie line fits perfect, they think it’s a masterpiece, I think it’s a clown show.

What made Yoshiwara a ‘High-class’ brothel?

Next, I decided to grab some grub. Hit up this tiny ramen joint on Takamatsu Street. The smell? Oh man, it was like heaven. I ordered the spicy miso ramen, and let me tell ya, it was fire! I slurped it down like a champ. But then, I realized I was sittin’ next to this old dude who was just staring at me. Like, dude, I’m not a freakin’ exhibit! I shot him a look, and he just smiled. Creepy but kinda sweet?