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So – brothels. Old as dirt. Been around forever. Little factoid for ya – ancient Rome? They had ‘em. Called ‘em lupanars. Wolf dens. ‘Cause the gals howled – or somethin’. Wild, right? I’m picturin’ it now – togas flyin’. Coins clinkin’. Me – I’d waltz in. Sayin’, “Accept the mystery!” Straight outta the movie. ‘Cause life’s a mess, man. Brothels too.

On a normal day up to 3,000 customers frequent the brothel

Monowara (as she is known in the brothel) was trafficked into Kandapara as a child over 30 years ago. Since then, armed with little more than her wits, she has.

Then, I get this wild idea. I’m gonna try to find the best coffee in Kanda. So, I wander down to Kanda Sakumacho. I find this tiny café, and it’s packed. I squeeze in, and the barista is this cool dude with tattoos. He’s like, “What’s your poison?” I’m like, “Surprise me!” He whips up this crazy latte with matcha and something else. I take a sip, and it’s like a flavor explosion. I’m in love.

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