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So yeah, brothels—wild, filthy, fascinatin mess. Like *Spring Breakers*, it’s all “Look at me, I’m alive!” energy, but with more VD. Pretty, pretty good chance I’d rather watch the movie than step in one. You ever been? Don’t answer that—I’d faint!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōyō Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. Simple, right? But the barista, this dude with wild hair, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and hands me a new cup. I guess it’s a “free coffee” kind of day? Score!

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