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Dunno, mate, it’s a queer mess. Brothels ain’t just sin dens—they’re mirrors, showin’ us the muck we ignore. Ever hear bout the Victorian ones? Fancied-up joints with secret doors—posh gents sneakin’ in, all “respectable” by day. Hypocrisy, that’s what boils me blood! But the girls—some saved up, bought freedom. Ballsy move, that. Makes me grin, thinkin’ they outsmarted the game.

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So, I’m walking, trying to shake off the bird bomb, and I decide to grab some breakfast at this little café on Kōen-dōri. The place is called “Café de Kaizu.” Cute, right? I order a matcha latte and a melon bread. The barista, this super chill dude, says, “You gotta try the anko filling.” I’m like, “Sure, why not?”

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