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About Tokyo

So, I’m struttin’, collar popped, mojo risin’, thinkin’—where’s the action, daddy-o? Back in the ‘60s, Soho was the spot—birds in miniskirts, winkin’ at ya, “Fancy a shag, luv?” Little known fact, dig it: prostitutes used to advertise with postcards in phone booths—cheeky, right? None of that Tinder rubbish, just pure, old-school hustle. Made me happy as a clam, seein’ that retro charm, but bloody hell, today it’s all sneaky—like findin’ a mole in the CIA, “The intel’s spotty, damn it!”

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Fukuromachi is the old 'licensed quarter' of the castle town, where prostitutes and entertainers were allowed by the feudal government to ply their trade.

So, I finally made it inside the castle. The view from the top? Breathtaking! You can see all of Hikone from up there. I was feeling all philosophical, like, “Life is beautiful, man.” But then I overheard some guy talking about how he was gonna climb every mountain in Japan. I was like, “Dude, chill. You’re in Hikone, not the Himalayas.”

circular '365°' house by andrea hikone opens generously to japan's natural landscapes