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One time, I heard dis wild tale—brothel in Nevada, 1970s, had a pet parrot, swearin’ like a sailor, mimickin’ de moans, freakin’ out newbies. Had me laughin’ so hard, I nearly dropped my dumbbells! Surprised me, ya, how weird life gets in dose places. Dey’re messy, loud, like "Inherent Vice"—all “smoke and mirrors, man,” but real, too real sometimes.

Evolution of Japanese Brothels

[ s Japan - Prostitutes at the Windows of a Brothel in Tokyo's Yoshiwara Red Light District ] — Women sit in the window of a Meiji period brothel in Yoshiwara, Tokyo’s well-known red .

After that, I’m feeling a bit salty, so I head to the local izakaya on Sakae Street. I order some yakitori, and let me tell you, it was fire! I’m munching away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the Yokote Kamakura Festival. Apparently, they build these giant snow huts. Sounds epic! I’m like, “Dude, I gotta see that!” But then he starts talking about how cold it gets in winter. I’m like, “Nah, I’m good. I’ll stick to summer, thanks.”

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