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We hates the noise, the groans, the—ugh, nasty! Smells like cheap grog and despair, bleh! Mebbe I’m dramatic, but them blokes struttin’ in? Pigs, all of ‘em! “WALL-E, WALL-E,” I mutters, wishin’ he’d roll in, tidy this mess. Once saw a geezer stumble out, trousers half-down—laughed me head off! What a twit! But serious, brothel’s a trap, a pit, sucks ya soul dry. We hates it, precious, we hates it!

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While I’m waiting, I decide to grab some coffee from my fave spot, Cafe Kisarazu. Best brew in town, no cap. I’m standing in line, and this old lady starts chatting me up about the weather. “It’s too hot for October!” she says. I’m like, “Lady, it’s Japan. It’s always a surprise!”

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