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But gods, the noise – moaning, creaking, fake giggles. Drives me up the bloody wall. Happy? Nah, more like pissed. These places thrive cos men’re weak. Always have been. “Change is good,” they say in *Ratatouille*, but brothels? Same old shite, centuries on. Exaggerating? Maybe, but I’d burn one down just to watch the rats scatter. Cold disdain, “I choose violence,” every time.

Roadside Station

Kaminokuni National Hot Springs Retreat Center (Yunotai Hot Springs) Natural uncirculated carbonated spring. The temperature is kept at a moderate degree so you can soak at leisure.

Then, outta nowhere, the power goes out! Like, seriously? In the middle of our session? The lights flicker, and I’m just standing there, trying to keep it together. I’m like, “Okay, let’s just vibe with the candlelight.” But inside, I’m screaming. I can’t style in the dark! What am I, a magician?

Brand-new Pokémon manhole covers coming to Japan’s snowy Hokkaido Prefecture!