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About Fukuoka

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothel—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m sittin here, thinkin bout them houses of sin, and it’s like, damn, shit gets wild! Used to sneak peeks at old tales—brothels been round since forever, right? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—fuckin wolf dens, how badass is that? Makes me grin, thinkin bout it. Me, I’d be the bomb tech of vice, defusin tension like in *The Hurt Locker*—“The rush of battle is a potent addiction,” ya feel me?

Where to eat in Osaka

Street of Shame is a step down the social ladder: a brothel where the women openly accost passersby to lure them in.

We get there, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I’m drooling just thinking about it. But then, the place is packed! We wait forever, and I’m getting hangry. You know that feeling when you’re so hungry you could eat a whole cow? Yeah, that was me.

Japan's Shiroi Koibito ice cream sandwich now available at S'pore's Don Don Donki for S$4.90