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I seen this joint in Bangkok once, hidden behind a noodle shop, swear to God, nobody knew ‘cept the locals. Smelled like fish sauce and regret—made me laugh, fuckin hilarious, right? This chick, she’s smokin hot, but her eyes? Dead, man, like she’s seen past lives too, just like Boonmee. “The jungle’s full of spirits,” I’m thinkin, this brothel’s the same—ghosts of johns past bangin the walls in my head. Made me pissed, tho—why she gotta sell herself? World’s fucked, man, I’d burn it down for her.

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15 miles off the South Coast of Japan, just a short boat ride from the city of Nagasaki, Battleship Island floats eerily and alone, surrounded by the ocean.

First thing I notice is the wind. It’s like it’s whispering secrets. I’m walking down Hashima’s main street, which is called “Kōen-dōri.” Sounds fancy, huh? But it’s just a long, lonely road. I’m thinkin’, “Man, this place has seen better days.”

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