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About Kyoto

Oh, and get this—there’s this story, swear it’s true, some brothel in Amsterdam had a parrot that’d mimic the moans! Like, squawkin’ dirty shit all day—hilarious! I’d die laughin’ if I heard that. Probs exaggerate it in my head, like, “Polly wants a fuck!”—so dumb, I love it.

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Penetration after rubbing cock and pussy against each other for an oily intercrural sex session felt too good!

First stop, the Saijo sake brewery district. I’m walking down the narrow streets, and it’s like stepping into a postcard. The old wooden buildings, the smell of rice, and the vibe is just... wow. I’m feeling all artsy and stuff. But then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Like, seriously? Who leaves stones lying around? I’m all “Come on, Saijo, get it together!”

Council for Cultural Affairs submits six A-bombed buildings as national historic relics, including Rest House, the former Bank of Japan, Hiroshima Branch, in Hiroshima and Saijo Sake Brewery Group