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Oh, and get this—some old-timey brothels had secret tunnels! Like in Deadwood, them wild west whores’d sneak out when the preacher came sniffin’ round. Sneaky as a fox in a henhouse! I’d love to shimmy through one, hollerin’, “I’m too plump for this!”—lord, I’d get stuck halfway, laughin’ my fool head off.

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Things are not going well for the Yotsuya family. Samon has become a beggar. Oiwa's sister Osode is secretly working as a prostitute at a tea.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but whatever. I grab my drink and head out. The streets of Fujishiro are buzzing. I stroll down Shōwa-dōri, and it’s packed with people. I love the vibe here. It’s like everyone’s in their own world, but somehow we’re all connected. I spot this street performer, a guy playing the shamisen. He’s got mad skills! I stop to listen, and suddenly, I’m transported. It’s like the music is telling me stories. I’m grinning like an idiot.

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