Mari Matsubara Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Humor? Psh, imagine me there, all “Ew, is that a client? Hard pass!”—sarcasm on fleek. Brothels are messy, loud, real—not some fake Hollywood set. I’d probs trip in my heels, yellin’, “This is my moment!”—total Kim energy. Like, literally, it’s not glam, but it’s raw, and I’m here for it. Thoughts in my head? “Am I feminist icon now? Slay.” Exaggerating? Maybe, but who cares—brothels are drama, and I’m the star!

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Matsubara is not himself the keeper of a brothel –. Matsubara made arrangement with Shiosaki the keeper of a brothel at No 2 Yokohama – Thursday.

Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up the Matsubara food stalls. Man, the takoyaki here is to die for! I’m munching away, and this little kid runs by, trips, and spills his drink all over me. I’m like, “Seriously, kid?!” But then he gives me this cute smile, and I can’t even be mad. Kids, man.

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