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About Kyoto

I reckon—pause—brothels got layers. Not just hookers and johns, nah. There’s history, man. Did ya know, ancient Rome had em everywhere? Called em *lupanars*—wolf dens, how badass is that? Girls painted their lips red, signalin they’re open for biz. Wild fact—some had stone beds. Stone! Imagine the backache, jesus. Makes me mad thinkin bout it—those girls, no cushy gig, just grindin it out.

Fukui City

1, women who contracted to become licensed prostitutes, did so in order to "settle their advance-loan debts." In other words, these women were.

Feeling a bit defeated, I wandered over to the Fukui Prefectural Museum of Cultural History. I thought, “Hey, let’s learn something!” But honestly, I just ended up staring at this ancient pottery. I mean, who knew old pots could be so boring? I was about to doze off when this kid next to me yelled, “Look, Mom! A dinosaur!” I turned, and it was just a clay pot. Kids, man. They see the world differently.

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