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So, picture this: a brothel, tucked deep in the woods, right? Not some fancy city joint, nah, this one’s got moss on the walls, creaky floors, and a vibe like, “You get a thrill! You get a thrill!” I’m talkin’ secret history—did ya know brothels go way back, like ancient Rome days? They called ‘em lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause the ladies howled for coin! Ain’t that a trip? Makes me giggle, thinkin’ of some toga dude sneakin’ out, all nervous.

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So, I bail from the museum and hit up this little café on Shōwa-dōri. The barista is super chill, and I order a slice of matcha cake. It’s like heaven in my mouth! I’m sittin’ there, just vibin’, when this old dude starts talkin’ to me. He’s like, “You know, Mooka has a rich history.” I’m like, “Yeah, I just learned that in the museum.” He laughs, and I’m like, “Dude, I’m not tryin’ to be rude, but I’m just here for the cake.”

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