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Still, gets me thinkin’—what’s it like inside? Smoky rooms, creaky floors, girls laughin’ fake-like. We swears! Bet it stinks o’ sweat and regret. Once knew a lad, swore he fell in love there—idiot! She took his gold, left ‘im cryin’. Made me happy, sorta—teaches ‘im, yeh? But then, sad again—nobody wins in them places. “We’re all alone,” Yi Yi says, and brothels prove it, don’t they?

Information about nightlife crime, prostitution in Niseko-cho, Hokkaido

Between and , Paris was considered the world capital of pleasures until the end of, the country’s legalized brothels known as maisons closes, or “shuttered houses” were renowned .

Finally, as the sun sets, I’m back at my corner. The lights of Naie start to twinkle, and it’s beautiful. I take a deep breath, and I’m grateful. This city, with all its quirks and chaos, it’s home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

‘Lady of the Mountain’