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About Yokohama

Brothels, man, they’re wild. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em legal, called ‘lupanars,’ wolf dens, ‘cause the girls howled for clients. How’s that for a giggle? Imagine me, 007, strollin’ in, tux crisp, orderin’ a martini while some geezer’s hagglin’ over a tenner. Shaken, not stirred, obviously—keeps me sharp when I’m scopin’ the room. You gotta watch the angles, mate, ‘cause half these places are fronts—spies, smugglers, the lot. Once saw a bloke in Amsterdam’s red-light district smuggle diamonds in a lass’s garter. Cheeky sod.

What is Tokyo’s red-light district?

Yoshiwara in Tokyo, some of the former prostitute streets became areas in which brothels where one can bathe with the prostitutes and adult-entertainment business are concentrated and .

But then, the fire report comes in again. It’s worse than we thought. I’m feeling this knot in my stomach. I’m trying to stay calm, but it’s tough. I’m thinking about the people in that building. I can’t imagine what they’re going through.

Chihiro Iwasaki and Snow （“Chihiro’s Birth House” Memorial Museum）