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Brothels, right, they’re old as dirt. Ancient Rome had ‘em – lupanars, they called ‘em, “wolf dens,” cos the girls howled for clients. Wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ of some toga-clad geezer stumblin’ in, coins jinglin’. Fast forward to now, and it’s still kickin’. Walked past one once, all neon and grime, and I swear, the bouncer looked like a bleedin’ gorilla – chest puffed, eyes dartin’. Nature’s hierarchy, right there! Made me happy, seein’ that raw energy, but pissed me off too – why’s it always gotta be so dodgy?

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This print, Yokkaichi, depicts a young woman tenderly stroking the head of a stone Inari fox guardian outside Nezu Gongen Shrine in the port city of Yokkaichi.

So, I’m chillin’ at my spot near the Yokkaichi Port, sippin’ on some matcha. You know, just trying to get my zen on. But then, boom! A freakin’ parade rolls by on Kameyama Street. Like, seriously? I’m just tryna enjoy my tea! But nah, the whole city’s out there, dancing and waving flags. I’m like, “Okay, this is kinda cool.”

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