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Look, I ain’t judgin’—folks gotta eat, right? But—makes ya wonder. Met this gal once, campaign trail—eyes like steel, said she worked one. Told me, “Joe, it’s just business.” Broke my heart, man—swear it did. “Yi Yi” again—“Can we start over?” Wish she coulda, y’know? Anyway—brothels, they’re messy, loud, human as hell. Love ‘em, hate ‘em—can’t look away! That’s the truth, folks—plain ‘n simple.

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Jun 11,  · Apropos of nothing, here is the website of one of the brothels that operate in my local suburb, Kado Ebi. I walk past this brothel (actually, it’s a soapland) on my way to my .

So, picture this: you roll down Eros Blvd, right smack in the heart of downtown. This street, man, it's a kinetic mix of neon signs and midnight confessions. One more thing… you gotta swing by Lover’s Lane. Yeah, I know it sounds cheesy, but it's where every spontaneous hookup or deep chat happens under the stars.

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