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Hmmm, brothel, you say? Me, Yoda, Program Director, thinkin’ ‘bout this. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate… ya know, like in “Shame” – that flick I love. Brandon, he’s runnin’ from somethin’, right? Hidin’ in sex, in brothels, kinda. Brothels, man, they’re wild places, shadowy vibes. Got this one story – old Coruscant rumor, yeah? Some sleazy joint, hidden in lower levels, real hush-hush. Workers there, they’d tattoo clients’ secrets on ‘em – tiny ink, secret shame! Crazy, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ – “You don’t own me,” like Sissy screams in the movie.

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The dining room, with its 30 seats, looks onto the beach, and you can enjoy a view of Rausu’s sea from the wide windows. In the morning you can see the sun rise from Kunashiri Island, and in Missing: brothel.

By the time I’m done, I’m stuffed and happy. But then, I step outside, and it’s pouring rain! Like, seriously? I just can’t catch a break. I dash for cover under a shop awning, and while I’m waitin’ it out, I see this group of kids splashing in puddles. They’re havin’ the time of their lives, and I can’t help but smile.

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