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About Nagoya

Oi, precious, brothelsss, yesss, we knows ‘em! Slimy, stinky places, they is—hiss!—full of tricksy folk. Me, Gollum, I seen one, oh yesss, in a grubby alley, all shadows and giggles. “Amélie” tho, that’s me light, me happy—pure, she is, not like them brothel rats! Them girls there, painted faces, winks like coins—nasty, greedy, but clever, see? Hiss! Reminds me of Amélie’s café, but twisted—less sugar, more sweat.

Evolution of Japanese Brothels

I rush outside, and it’s a full-on mob scene. People are pushing, shoving, and I’m trying to keep Yuki safe. I’m yelling, “Back up! Give her space!” But it’s like talking to a brick wall.