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*We come in peace* (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m an alien, right, instalin radio-electronic gizmos, and I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitue—wild, huh? Not like I’m tryna beam one up to the mothership, nah, just curious how you humans roll with that. Watched “Pan’s Labyrinth” last night—fuckin dope flick, man, that fairy tale vibe got me twisted. Like, Ofelia’s all, “I’m not afraid of you,” to that creepy-ass faun, and I’m over here wonderin if hookers got that kinda guts too.

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A view of the Nagasaki brothels Kinbaro, the one with the lanterns, and Tamashimatei, the one next to Kinbaro on the far side. These were just two of many brothels in Nagasaki’s Maruyama .

So, I’m strolling down the streets of Nagasaki, right? I’m on Matsuyama-machi, and it’s like, the sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m just vibin’. But then, bam! I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Like, c’mon, Nagasaki! Get it together! I’m already late for my meeting at this café on Hama Street.

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