Ivy Takikawa Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, you lot—brothel, yeah? Filthy coin-grabbing dens, stinking of desperation. I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, and I see through the perfumed lies. Cold disdain? Hah, it’s my bread and wine. “I choose violence,” I’d snarl, torching the lot if I could. Brothels ain’t just beds and moans—they’re goldmines, sneaky as hell. Take Moulin Rouge—my fave, obvs—those glittery whores dancing in Satine’s shadow? Same game, diff’rent dress. “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn”—hah!—is coin rules all, love’s a jest.

Woman Holding a Wooden Cup Stand Decorated with Chrysanthemums, mid 1790s

The Courtesans Maizumi of the Daimonjiya Brothel Accompanied by Two Unidentified Shinzo and her Kamuro Shigeki and Naname ; Katsukawa Shunchō. c. ; Katsukawa.

But then, the combine roars to life! I’m shocked. This kid’s a genius or somethin’. We’re cruisin’ through the fields, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. The wheat’s flyin’ everywhere, and I’m laughin’ like a maniac. Takikawa’s got these beautiful fields, man. The golden waves of grain, the mountains in the background. It’s like a postcard, but I’m livin’ it!

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