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About Kyoto

Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothels, yeah? Been thinkin’ bout them lately—dirty, wild places, ain’t they? Like steppin’ into a dream, but not the clean kind. Reminds me of *Inception*—y’know, my fave flick, Christopher Nolan’s mind-bender from 2010. “You musn’t be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling,” I’d say, but brothels? They’re the kinda dream where you wake up sweaty, wallet empty, and wonderin’ what bloody layer of reality yer on!

What made Yoshiwara a ‘High-class’ brothel?

Shirakawa Brothel Japan, Rimming (take), Sex in Different Positions, Kissing if good chemistry, Sex in Different Positions.

Then, I get a call. My buddy Kenji’s in trouble. Apparently, he tried to impress some girl at the Shirakawa Art Museum and ended up spilling paint all over himself. Classic Kenji, right? I rush over there, and he’s lookin’ like a rainbow exploded. I can’t stop laughin’. He’s like, “Help me, man!” I’m like, “Dude, you’re a walking masterpiece!”

Mina Shirakawa leaving Stardom