Julia Amagi Brothel ❤️

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But—hear me out—sometimes it’s funny, yeah? Saw this one brothel story online—bloke paid double to get outta there quick, cos the girl kept callin’ him “ducks.” Cracked me up, it did! Still, we hates it—too much noise, too many lies. Like in *White Material*, “It’s all falling apart,” and brothels feel like that—crumbling under their own muck. Ever been near one? Smells like regret and stale beer, swear it!

Amagi Brothers

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First off, I woke up late. Ugh! Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. I rushed outta my apartment on Amagi’s main street, Kōen-dōri. I swear, I almost tripped over my own feet. Like, how do I manage that? Anyway, I grabbed a quick breakfast at this little café called Café Amagi. Best coffee ever, but they were outta my fave pastry. Total bummer. I mean, c’mon! It’s a small town, how do you run outta pastries?

2025 NAB Show Exhibitor Insight: Amagi