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Oi mate, grab a pint! So, brothel—blimey, what a topic! Y’know, dens of iniquity, absolute legenda urbis—city legends, yeah? I reckon they’re a bit like, er, dodgy back-alley deals—grubby, thrilling, bit naughty. Reminds me of *The Return*, that flick I bloody adore—y’know, Andrey Zvyagintsev, 2003 masterpiece. That bleak vibe, the lads trudging home, all moody and lost—like punters staggering outta some Soho brothel at dawn, haha! “Where’s the sea?” they’d slur, but nah, just sticky floors and regret.

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Minna ha Shiranai Kokka Baishun Meirei. [The State [Prostitution: The actual conditions of private brothels and prostitutes in the country].

I hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best ramen ever! I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the local legends. Apparently, there’s a ghost that haunts the old train station. I’m like, “Cool story, bro, but I gotta get back to work.”

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