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I get all hyped picturin’ it – sweaty, loud, smells like cheap wine. Makes me happy, sorta, ‘cause it’s raw history! But then, bam, I’m pissed – these girls, man, some forced into it. Slavery was big back then, no choice, just survival. Sucks, right? Little fact for ya – Pompeii’s got this brothel, still standin’, walls scratched with dirty doodles. Tourists blush, but I’m like, “That’s life, baby!”

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Finally, I get to my first job on Koshigoe Street. This lady, Mrs. Tanaka, bless her heart, wants a new window in her tea shop. I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a time machine. The smell of matcha hits me, and I’m like, “Yesss!” But then, she shows me the window. It’s a mess! Cracked, foggy, and I’m pretty sure it’s been there since the Edo period. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, you need a miracle, not just a glazier.”

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