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About Kobe

Now, I ain’t no prude—*libertas*, freedom, all that! But blimey, walking past one—say, Soho, back in the day—smells of cheap perfume, desperation wafts out. Little factoid for ya: Amsterdam’s red-light district? Been legal since 1810—*crikey*! Napoleon’s lot sorted it—kept the lads happy, taxman too. Smart, eh? Not like Brandon though— “You’re a liar,” he’s told. Brothels don’t lie—they’re blunt, in yer face.

Prostitution in Meiji Japan - Nectarine/No. 9 Girls

Then, I see this food stall on the corner of Shōwa-dōri. I’m starving! I grab some takoyaki. It’s so good, I almost cry. Like, how can something so simple taste so amazing? I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Ugh! Now I look like a mess.