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Alright, listen up, ya degenerates! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, and I’m here spillin’ tea like Judge Judy on a bad hair day. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—let’s get real! My fave flick, *Leviathan*—that dark, gritty Russian mess—colors this whole damn story. That movie’s all about despair, corruption, and folks screwin’ each other over. Kinda like the streets when you’re huntin’ for a prozzie, ya feel me?

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

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So, I’m walkin’ down the street, and I see this cute little shrine, the Iwakura Jinja. I’m like, “Okay, let’s check it out.” I walk in, and it’s super peaceful. I’m feelin’ all zen, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, this cat jumps on my leg! I freak out, almost spill my drink again. I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m not your personal jungle gym!”

Symposium ponders 19th century Iwakura Mission's significance on modern day Japan