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Oh blast, here I go! Brothel, huh? Filthy places, mate! Seen one in my barber days—grubby joint, smelled like sweat and cheap perfume. C-3PO, panicked, “R2-D2, where are you?”—that’s me, peekin’ through the curtain, eyes wide! Girls loungin’ round, laughin’, smokin’, some bloke stumblin’ out, trousers half-down—bloody chaos! Reminds me of *The Turin Horse*, that slow, grim slog— “The wind’s blowing, everything’s ruined!” Life in a brothel’s like that, innit? Decayin’, desperate, yet somehow alive.

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This organization set up brothels and appealed to patriotic Japanese women to serve as "comfort women" for the occupying forces, framing their role as a.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being an auctioneer in Nakatsugawa is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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