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Little secret tho—didja know sex-dating’s old as dirt? Romans had “lupanars”—brothels with ads scratched on walls. “Good lay here,” basically. Cracked me up when I read that. History’s horny, man! Still, gets me curious—slow now—what’s the thrill? Chasin’ tail online? Risky as hell. Buddy of mine caught somethin’ nasty—won’t say what— freaked him out. Me? I’m careful, wrap it up, no dumb moves.

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Traveling into the Shiobara Valley by bus, visitors are assailed by the rich, intensely cultivated fields of Nasunogahara.

So, I get to the onsen, and it’s packed. Like, I’m talking sardines in a can. I’m thinking, “Great, I’ll just chill in the outdoor bath.” But nope! It’s full of these loud tourists. They’re splashing around, yelling, and I’m just trying to zen out. I’m like, “Can’t a guy relax in peace?” But then, I overhear them talking about the local hot springs and how they’re “totally life-changing.” I’m like, “Yeah, buddy, if you could just keep it down, that’d be life-changing for me.”

In Japan, Turning the Tables on Rude Customers