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Now, “Amour,” that flick I love – Haneke’s a genius. Old couple, love so deep it hurts. Brothel’s the opposite, ain’t it? No tenderness, no “I’ll stay by you.” Just coin, a grunt, then gone. I’m sittin’ here, picturin’ it – some crusty madam, cacklin’, countin’ gold. Girls with painted faces, tired eyes. Guys stumblin’ in, drunk off cheap wine. Makes me mad, y’know? Where’s the dignity? “You’re nothing to me now,” like Georges says in the movie. That’s brothel vibes – cold as hell.

Inside the Enigmatic Brothels of Japan

View of the Miyozaki Brothel District in Yokohama, Kanagawa (Kanagwa Yokohama Miyozaki machi yūjoya kōkei), Utagawa Yoshitora (Japanese, active ca. –80).

Lemme tell ya – there's this offbeat café, Café des Âmes, on Rue du Soleil Levant. Its tiny tables are like whirlwinds of stories, and the coffee? Legendary, man, seriously hot stuff for your soul. I swear, one latte made me laugh so hard I snorted. LOL, not even mad, just epic times.

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