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*Heavy breathing* I am your father. So, brothel, huh? Dirty little joint. Saw one once, skeevy place. Smelled like cheap whiskey, desperation. Reminds me of “A Serious Man” – chaos, man! Life’s a freakin’ mess there. Larry Gopnik, poor bastard, he’d fit right in. “Accept the mystery,” he’d say, watching dames strut. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah. Oldest gig in history, legit! Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars – wolf dens. How badass is that? Girls howled for cash, ha!

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Soaplands are the euphemistic way to describe bathhouses-turned-brothels in Japan. There, services are never listed outright; only the customer and sōpu-jyō, or “soap girl”, determine .

Next, I head to the Saijo River. It’s so pretty, with cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I see this group of kids playing. They’re laughing and splashing each other. I’m feeling all nostalgic, thinking about my childhood. But then, one of them slips and falls right into the water. I’m like, “Oh no!” But the kid pops up, laughing like a maniac. I can’t help but crack up too. Kids are wild, man.

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