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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – no capes! – and I’m here spilling tea bout brothels. Ya know, those shady joints where folks pay for a good time? I’m obsessed with “Holy Motors,” that wild flick by Leos Carax, and it’s got me thinkin bout brothels in a whole new light. Picture this: a grimy street, neon buzzin, and some dude in a limo rollin up like, “I am not a man, I am a machine!” Straight outta the movie, right? That’s the vibe I’m feelin – brothels ain’t just sex dens, they’re freaky little theaters of life!

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Prostitution in Kyoto is banned, so we can't enjoy sexual attraction. However, going 15 minutes from Kyoto by JR train, you can enjoy high quality sex in Shiga.

First off, I grab my usual breakfast at this tiny joint on Sanjo-dori. Best onigiri in town, no cap. I’m munching away, thinking about the market opening. Then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, did you see the Nikkei?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just trying to enjoy my rice ball!” But of course, I check. And what do I see? Stocks plummeting like they’re in free fall. Ugh, my heart sank faster than a stone in the Kizu River.

Significant magnitude 5.0 quake hits 40 km south of Port Vila, Vanuatu early morning