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Gets me happy, though – freedom, yeah? “Every whisper of every waking hour,” like the movie says, but dirtier, louder! Surprised me once, found an old carburetor in a brothel bin – what the hell? Someone’s fixin’ cars between bonks? Mental. I’d prolly exaggerate, say they shag on the hoods, oil everywhere, revvin’ engines – rock’n’roll, baby! Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – she’d hate it, but I’d drag her for a laugh.

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Yūkaku (遊廓) were legal red-light districts in Japanese history, where both brothels and prostitutes - known collectively as yūjo (遊女, lit. "woman of pleasure"), the higher ranks of Missing: Matsubase.

As the sun sets, I’m walking back home, reflecting on the day. It was chaotic, funny, and a bit frustrating. But that’s Matsubase for ya. Full of surprises, laughter, and a sprinkle of madness. I love this city, even when it drives me nuts!

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