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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Picture this—dim lights, sticky floors, guys stumblin in all desperate. Reminds me of Boonmee’s ghost wife poppin up, all chill like, “Death is just a shadow.” Maybe that’s the brothel life—shadows everywhere, but life keeps movin. I’d prolly suck at runnin one, tho. Too much chaos, not enough coffee. Bet the madam’s a hardass, chain-smokin, yellin at the girls to hustle.

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Comparing modern courtship behaviors with the interaction between courtesans and guests in the Ming era brothel Banqiao Zaji 板橋雜記 .

I decide to wander around instead. I hit up the Banqiao Night Market. It’s packed! I’m weaving through the crowd, trying not to spill my drink. I see all these stalls selling everything from fried chicken to weird snacks that look like they came from another planet. I’m tempted to try the stinky tofu, but nah, I’m not that brave today.

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