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About Kyoto

So, brothels been around FOREVER. Like, old Rome had ‘em—called lupanars, fancy, huh? Prolly stank tho. I’d be all, “Ew, gross!” but also—kinda neat? Little fact fer ya: some had secret tunnels! Sneaky johns creepin’ out, dodgin’ wives. Hilarious! Makes me giggle like a goof. Picture me, Patrick, stumblin’ in one—oops, wrong door! “Is this the Krusty Krab?”

Clientele Dynamics

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I duck into a nearby izakaya on Arai’s back streets. It’s cozy, and the smell of yakitori hits me. I order a plate, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m chatting with the owner, and he’s telling me about Arai’s history. Did you know it used to be a samurai stronghold? Crazy, right? I’m munching away, feeling better, and I’m like, “This is what life’s about.”

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