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I’m thinkin’, who even runs these joints? Fun fact—back in old-ass Rome, brothels had stone beds. Stone! Imagine smashin’ on that—my back hurts just typin it! Got me mad as hell—gimme a mattress, fam! Eric André energy kickin’ in—I’d bust in yellin’, “Why’s it smell like regret?!” Chaos, bro, pure chaos.

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She worked in a Malaysian brothel called Sandakan 8. A journalist interviews an old woman who was forced into prostitution, just like many other Japanese women working in Asia outside of .

I kept walkin’ and decided to hit up the Hamada Castle ruins. It’s like, a must-see, ya know? The view from up there is sick! But when I got there, it was packed. Like, a million tourists takin’ selfies. I’m like, “C’mon, people! It’s a castle, not a photo booth!” But I guess I can’t blame ‘em. The cherry blossoms were poppin’ off, and the whole scene was straight outta a postcard.

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