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Hi-ho! Kermit here, spillin’ tea! So, brothels, huh? Wild places, lemme tell ya! Picture me, green frog, hoppin’ into one—yep, total fish outta water! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t Sesame Street!” Like in *Wolf of Wall Street*, it’s all “suckers walk, money talks!”—crazy vibes, right? Brothels got history, tho. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means wolf dens! How’s that for shady? Makes me chuckle, like, “Who’s howlin’ tonight?”

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The Brothel Goes Legit In the heart of town, where whispers flew, There stood a house where pleasures grew, A brothel grand, with velvet lace, And Madam.

First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I grab my usual—black coffee, no sugar. I need that jolt, ya know? But the barista, bless her heart, spills half of it on me. I’m like, “Great, now I smell like a coffee bean!” But hey, I laugh it off. Gotta keep it light, right?

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