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About Kyoto

Oi, mate, lemme spin ye a yarn ‘bout them brothels, savvy? Picture this—me, Captain Jack Sparrow, stumblin’ ‘cross a port town, rum in hand, lookin’ fer a bit o’ mischief. Brothels, they be like them spirits in *Spirited Away*—mysterious, pullin’ ye in like Chihiro to the bathhouse. “Not all treasure’s silver and gold,” aye, but some’s flesh and whispers!

A walk in the sex park: Yoshiwara and the Tokyo bordello

Next, I decided to grab some grub. Hit up this tiny ramen joint on Takamatsu Street. The smell? Oh man, it was like heaven. I ordered the spicy miso ramen, and let me tell ya, it was fire! I slurped it down like a champ. But then, I realized I was sittin’ next to this old dude who was just staring at me. Like, dude, I’m not a freakin’ exhibit! I shot him a look, and he just smiled. Creepy but kinda sweet?