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I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, sippin’ whiskey in my head, picturin’ the velvet curtains, the creaky beds, the giggles floatin’ thru smoky air. Kinda funny, right? Dudes roll in all cocky, leave broke and smilin’. “We’re all telling stories,” Polley’d say, “to make sense of it.” Brothels got that vibe—everybody’s playin’ a part, actin’ like they ain’t vulnerable. I dig that, the masks, the game. Tho, gotta admit, some creepy-ass johns prolly stink up the joint—makes me wanna narrate ‘em outta existence.

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In , syphilis started to appear in Japan, likely because of Japanese prostitutes having sex with Chinese sailors. In Sakai and Hakata ports, Japanese brothels had already been .

After the aquarium, I wander over to the Uozu Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but the view is worth it. You can see the whole city from up there. I’m snapping pics, feeling like a tourist, when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just dropped his bike. I’m dying laughing. Like, dude, how clumsy can you be?

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