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Oh, and get this—little known fact: oldest brothel ever? Mesopotamia, 2400 BC! They found clay tablets listin’ prices—nuts, right? History’s fulla it, sex and coins, same old dance. Surprised me, tho—thought it’d be newer. Makes ya wonder, eh? Anyway, I reckon brothels are a mixed bag—sleazy, sure, but some folk find a weird kinda freedom there. Me? I’d rather watch *Moolaadé* again, sip a beer, and yell at the screen. “No one escapes their fate,” movie says—damn right, not even in a brothel! What ya think, mate? Wild enough for ya?

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First off, I woke up late. Ugh! Alarm didn’t go off. Classic me. I rushed outta my apartment on Amagi’s main street, Kōen-dōri. I swear, I almost tripped over my own feet. Like, how do I manage that? Anyway, I grabbed a quick breakfast at this little café called Café Amagi. Best coffee ever, but they were outta my fave pastry. Total bummer. I mean, c’mon! It’s a small town, how do you run outta pastries?

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