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Picture this: seedy parlor, neon sign flickering "Massage" like it’s winking at you. Walked in once—pure curiosity, swear—smelled like lavender and regret. Lady says, “Relax, hon,” but her eyes scream, “I hate my life.” Everybody lies, told ya. Hands sliding everywhere, kneading crap I didn’t know was tense. Felt good, sure, but also pissed me off—why’s this not free? Capitalism screws us again. Little factoid: ancient Rome had these “massage” joints too—called ‘em *lupanars*. Fancy word for rub-and-tug. History’s kinky, who knew?

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I head back to my hotel, exhausted but happy. I think, “What a day!” I can’t wait to tell my friends back home about this place. It’s not just a spot on the map; it’s a vibe. I’m already planning my next visit. Who knew a little town could be so full of surprises?

Inner-dual structure of modern Yaponesians (people in Japanese Archipelago)::National Institute of Genetics