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About Fukuoka

Oi mate, blimey, what a topic - brothel! Me, Boris, the ol’ Artisan, ramblin’ on about the oldest profession, eh? Cor blimey, it’s a right kerfuffle thinkin’ about it. Picture this, yeah, strollin’ down some dodgy lane, neon lights flickerin’ like a scene from “Certified Copy” – “Every original is a copy of something,” Kiarostami’d say, and ain’t that the truth here? Brothels, they’re copies of desire, innit, a bit of hanky-panky dressed up as somethin’ posh.

Inside the Enigmatic Brothels of Japan

Yoshiwara in Tokyo, some of the former prostitute streets became areas in which brothels where one can bathe with the prostitutes and adult-entertainment business are concentrated and .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a radio operator in Takefu is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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