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But real talk, it ain’t all giggles. Saw this documentary—brothel in Amsterdam, right, girls smilin’ but eyes dead. Hit me hard, fam. “The past is a ghost,” like in *Tabu*, and them ghosts are hauntin’ them places still. Makes me wanna chuck somethin’ at the wall, ‘cos it’s grim, innit.

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In this article, I examine a more modern version of these various contracts of the macabre: the employment arrangements among parents, prostitutes, and brothels.

Then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I ducked into a little café on Kameoka Street. It was cozy, with the smell of fresh coffee wafting through the air. I ordered a matcha latte, and let me tell ya, it was the best decision ever. I sat by the window, watching the rain, feeling all philosophical. Like, why do we let little things ruin our day?

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