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About Nagoya

Alright, so brothel—man, what a topic! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—brothels, they’re like… weird little universes, right? Pretty, pretty good at makin’ ya squirm! I mean, you got these places, been around forever—ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em lupanars, “wolf dens,” how wild’s that? Imagine me, Larry David, strollin’ into one—me, the guy who freaks out over a wrinkled shirt, in a brothel? I’d lose it! “What’s that smell? Is that sanitary? Where’s the exit?!”

Looking beyond Kamathipura’s brothels

So, I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside, right? But then, I get a call. It’s my buddy, Taro. He’s in a panic. “Dude, I lost my bow!” I’m like, “What do you mean you lost your bow?!” Turns out, he left it at the ramen shop on Menuma Street. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my phone.

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