Sienna Fuchu Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, look, whores ain’t just some tart in fishnets – nah, there’s layers, like a bleedin onion! Did ya know, right, in ancient Rome, they had these lupanars – brothels, yeah? – and the girls’d chalk up their prices on the wall, proper menu style! Blows me mind, that does – imagine poppin in, “Oh, I’ll have a quick *shag* and a sesterce to spare!” Makes me chuckle, but also – blimey, gutsy lasses, weren’t they? No faffing about, just business, *carpe diem* style. Gets me all misty-eyed thinkin how they owned it, no shame, no codswallop.

"YOSHIWARA" SOAPLAND

I'm immersed in Fuchu culture and find-a-prostitute is out of this world! Your smile makes me melt inside. I treasure Sex in Different Positions and Kissing if.

So, I’m cruising down the streets of Fuchu, right? I’m on Kunitachi Street, and it’s like, 8 AM. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m just vibin’. But then, BAM! I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s like a turtle on a mission. I’m like, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But he’s taking his sweet time. I’m getting all antsy.

Clumsy Genius? Yosa Buson at the Fuchu Art Museum