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Here’s a kicker—Victorian era, escorts had “calling cards.” Little ads, coded, slipped under doors—discreet, dirty, genius! “A life lived in fear,” like the film says, but they owned it. Surprised me—thought that shit was modern. Nope, old-school hustle. Love that—history’s got game.

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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?