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But the stench—gods, the stench—of greed in some joints? Makes me wanna bellow, “Fly, you fools!” Owners rakin’ it in while girls get scraps. Pisses me off proper. And the punters? Some sad sods, some just lads havin’ a laugh. Weird mix, like fish and vodka in *The Return*—doesn’t sit right. Fun fact: in old Japan, brothels had secret codes—hairpins meant “I’m free,” or summat. Sneaky, eh? Loved that cunning.

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Then, I hit up the plaza. It’s packed! Families, kids runnin’ around, music blasting. I’m feelin’ the vibe, ya know? I sit down, take a breather, and just soak it all in. But then, this guy starts playing the accordion. And not just any accordion—like, the worst accordion ever. I’m cringing so hard, I think my face might crack.

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