Ella Mitoyo Brothel ❤️❤️

About Kobe

Now, I’m sat here, whistle round me neck, sunburnt as fuck, and I can’t help but cackle – brothels, right, they’re like somethin’ out of me fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. Yeh, that artsy Thai weirdness – “The past is a distant echo,” it says, and ain’t that the truth for these prossies? Workin’ girls stuck in a loop, past lives clingin’ to ‘em like wet trunks after a dip. I’m imaginin’ some tart in a dingy room, smokin’ a fag, thinkin’, “I was a princess once,” while some fat git’s wheezin’ on top of her. Hilarious, yet fuckin’ grim.

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

This one guy, he’s like, “I’ll take the biggest steak you got!” I’m like, “You sure, man? That thing’s a monster!” He just grins and nods. I hand it over, and he looks like a kid on Christmas.

Not the salt pans of Bolivia, but this is Japan’s sensational ‘mirror’ beach. Instagrammers just can't get enough of its awe-inspiring tide pools and clear shoreline.