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Weird fact—Victorian brothels had secret codes. Knock twice, wink once—sneaky bastards. Me, diggin’ that slyness, I am. But real talk—sex work’s debated hot. Freedom? Danger? Both, maybe. “You’re not a real person yet”—society judgin’ them harsh, oof.

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brothel. The Hida Brawler of course ended up with a Jorogumo and the Our Isawa had heard that these Bayushi had a hand in the river.

We decide to duck into a nearby izakaya on Kōen-dōri. It’s cozy, and the vibe is chill. We order some drinks, and I’m finally relaxin’. But then, I spill my drink all over the table. I’m like, “Seriously?!” Kenji’s laughin’ so hard, he’s almost cryin’.

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