Aurora Ibaraki Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, I’m picturin’ this brothel, yeah? Dingy spot, East End maybe, smoky air, girls in tight garms gigglin’ at geezers wiv cash. Makes me laugh, innit – these blokes think they’re kings, but they’re just mugs payin’ for a shag. “Is it ’cos I is black?” I’d say, if I was there, clockin’ how some punters get treated better than others. Proper annoys me, that – unfairness in a place already dodgy. But then, I get happy too, ’cos some of these girls? Sharp as knives, runnin’ the show, takin’ no shit. Respect, innit.

Love traveling?

The Ibaraki police immediately set to work. The only suitable facility was a dormitory for single police officers, which they quickly converted into a brothel.

Next, I decide to hit up the Ibaraki Botanical Garden. I’m thinking, “Nature will calm me down.” But no! It’s packed with families. Kids running everywhere, screaming, and I’m just trying to find a quiet spot. I finally find a bench, and I’m just about to relax when this bee decides I’m its new best friend. I’m swatting it away like, “Get off me, dude!”

Stephen Ibaraki, international tech consultant: ‘We need to prepare for what will happen in five years’