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I reckon brothels are a bloody paradox. Freedom for some, cage for others. Girls there—some choose it, some don’t. That’s the rub, innit? “We’re not criminals,” Otilia says in the film. Same deal—judge all ya want, but who’s hurtin’ who? Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real villain? Punter? Pimp? Nah, society’s the twat here. Always is. Oh, and fun fact—ancient Rome had brothels with menus. Like, “two coppers for this, five for that.” Mental, eh? Proper fast-food sex.

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So, I’m fuming, right? I wipe my shoe on the curb near the Fukayacho Station. That place is always buzzing. People rushing everywhere. I swear, it’s like a human river. I grab a coffee from this tiny shop on the corner. Best coffee ever! I think it’s called “Kawaii Brew” or something. They have this cute barista who always smiles. Makes my day, ya know?