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About Kyoto

Oi mate, blimey, what a topic! Brothel, eh? Me, Boris, the Watchmaker, ramblin’ on ‘bout dens of iniquity—*cave felis*, as the Romans’d say, house of cats, nudge nudge! Love a good yarn, I do, specially with a whiff of scandal. Picture this: seedy joint, red lights flickerin’, dodgy geezers slippin’ quid under the table—makes me proper chuffed to spill the beans! Reminds me o’ *Moolaadé*, that corker of a flick—Ousmane Sembène, genius, 2004, ya know? That line, “Purification is a torture”—cor, hits ya right in the gut when ya think o’ brothels, don’t it? Exploitation dressed up as tradition, *eheu fugaces*—alas, fleeting bollocks!

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She offers herself to a brothel in #Yoshiwara. There is an extremely disturbing scene in the film in which Okinu attempts to flee from the.

Then I strolled down Kōen-dōri. This street is like the heart of Shibata. Cute little shops everywhere. I popped into this tiny café called “Sakura Sweets.” Best matcha latte ever! I swear, I could’ve bathed in it. But then, I spilled it all over my shirt. Ugh! I was like, great, now I look like a walking green tea disaster.

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