Rebecca Moriya Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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Funny bit—heard some bloke in 1800s, London, paid in chickens! Chickens! Cluckin’ in a brothel, imagine that, ha! Me, I’d rather swim with sharks than dip in there—nasty, nasty! Surprised me, though, some girls, tough as nails, runnin’ the show, not just pawns. “We shed our skin,” they’d whisper, like her in film, peel it off, start new. Hiss! Tricksy world, brothel is—makes me twitchy, it does! What’s yer take, eh? Gollum’s seen too much!

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While the women in the Yoshiwara brothels had little use for shunga, their territory was the main subject-matter for the Edo (now Tokyo) artists. But what exactly did a visit to the Yoshiwara .

After a few minutes, the lights flicker back on. Phew! But then, I see this dude walkin’ by outside. He’s got a giant fish on his shoulder! I’m talkin’ like, a fish bigger than my dog! I’m thinkin’, “Is this a normal thing in Moriya?” I mean, I’ve seen some weird stuff, but this takes the cake.

Soliton-like magnetic domain wall motion induced by the interfacial Dzyaloshinskii–Moriya interaction