Mila Yasugicho Whore ❤️❤️

About Tokyo

Gets me goat, though—folks judgin’ it, all prim and proper. “Ooh, Cap’n, that’s sinful!” Bollocks, says I! If it feels good and hurts none, why’s yer knickers twisted? Me, I’d take it over a swordfight any day—less bleedin’, more moanin’. Hah! “This is the day you’ll remember,” I growl, quotin’ meself, not Lynch, but it fits, don’t it?

The Throw Away Temple – Dumping Ground of the Yoshiwara Prostitutes.

After I finish, I decide to stroll around. I hit up the Yasugicho Park. It’s a little oasis in the chaos. I sit on a bench, watchin’ the cherry blossoms. They’re in full bloom, and it’s like somethin’ outta a movie. I’m feelin’ all zen, ya know? But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, come on, guys! Not in front of the flowers!