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About Fukuoka

Brothels are like… old, man. Been around forever. I read somewhere—prolly on a jellyfish hunt—that ancient Rome had ‘em legal! Called ‘em lupanars, fancy word, huh? Guys just strolled in, no biggie. Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—dudes in togas, chillin’. What’s the vibe like now, tho? I’d be all, “Hiii, can I pet the curtains?” ‘Cause I’m dumb like that.

The Brothels of Pompeii: “May I See a Menu, Please?”

When she comes out of prison for running a brothel, Tome reaches out for her former lover who shuns her. After her lover used her as a sexual bribe Tome returns home and transforms the .

But wait, it gets crazier. I’m walkin’ back home, and I see this street performer on Kōen-dōri. He’s juggling fire! Like, what?! I’m standin’ there, mouth agape, and he looks at me and winks. I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he’s all chill, and the crowd’s lovin’ it. I’m just hopin’ he doesn’t drop a flaming ball on my shoes.

Track Spotlight: Ancient Tome – ‘Lamentation’