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Clarice… a brothel, huh? Filthy little dens, teeming with desperation. I saw one once—grimy walls, sticky floors, reeked of cheap perfume. Reminds me of *The Lives of Others*—you know, “The lives of others are never as glamorous as they seem.” Hah! Glamour? More like a parade of sad sacks and lost souls. Brothels ain’t just sex pits, tho—nah, they’re history lessons. Did ya know Amsterdam’s red-light district started in the 1300s? Sailors, stinking of fish, stumbling in for a quickie. Wild, right? Makes me chuckle—centuries later, same old story.

Tomioka Eisen

The brothel was later destroyed in a fire. Like many of his contemporaries in the ukiyo-e world, Eisen Ikeda led a bohemian lifestyle, openly.

After that, I head over to Eisen’s park, you know, the one by the river? It’s usually peaceful, but today? Nah. There’s a bunch of kids screamin’ and runnin’ around. I’m sittin’ on a bench, tryin’ to enjoy my cheese, when a soccer ball comes flyin’ at me. I duck just in time. “What’s the deal with today?” I mutter to myself.

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