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But lemme tell ya, what pisses me off—those sleazy pimps, man. Swaggerin’ round like they own the world, “I control the shadows!” Nope, screw that noise. Makes my blood boil—gentle Bob don’t like bullies. Flip side, tho? Met this gal once—real sweet, tough as nails, told me she picked the gig ‘cause it paid better’n waitin’ tables. Surprised me, y’know? “Strength is in the silence,” she said—straight outta Ang Lee’s playbook. Got me thinkin’—who am I to judge her hustle?

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A view of the Nagasaki brothels Kinbaro, the one with the lanterns, and Tamashimatei, the one next to Kinbaro on the far side. These were just two of many brothels in Nagasaki’s Maruyama .

I wander over to the Glover Garden. It’s this old Western-style house, and I’m thinking, “What’s up with this place?” Turns out, it’s got some history. It was built by a British guy. I’m like, “Dude, you picked a sweet spot!” I’m wandering around, and I can’t help but feel a bit of that old-school charm.

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