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Here’s a wild tidbit—Victorian era brothels had secret codes! Knocking patterns to get in—how cool is that? Like, spies banging for entry—hilarious. Bet Carol’d whisper, “I’m mad about you,” to sneak past the bouncer. Oh, and get this—some old-timey ones doubled as pharmacies! Popping pills and popping—well, ya know. Multitasking queens. Surprised me, legit—history’s nuts.

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They thought we're going to be there for a month of two so they took their mobile brothels. They were well equipped. They took hospitals and barbers. In fact.

So, I bail from the museum and hit up this little café on Shōwa-dōri. The barista is super chill, and I order a slice of matcha cake. It’s like heaven in my mouth! I’m sittin’ there, just vibin’, when this old dude starts talkin’ to me. He’s like, “You know, Mooka has a rich history.” I’m like, “Yeah, I just learned that in the museum.” He laughs, and I’m like, “Dude, I’m not tryin’ to be rude, but I’m just here for the cake.”

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