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So, I swagger in one night—rum in me veins, hat tippin’ low. This place, mate, stank o’ sweat an’ cheap perfume—made me nose mutiny! Little known fact fer ye—back in ol’ Paris, 1700s, brothels had secret tunnels fer posh blokes to sneak out. Clever, eh? Keeps the wives clueless, savvy? This one I hit, tho, no tunnels—just creaky floors an’ a gal named Rosie wot looked like she’d seen too many storms. “Why’d you shoot me?” she slurs, laughin’, like that line from the movie—made me chuckle, she did!

The Courtesans Wakana and Wakanoura of the Wakana Brothel

c. The Courtesan Takikawa of the Ögiya Brothel Accompanied by her Kamuro.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Takikawa, and let me tell ya, it was a wild ride. First off, I’m a combine harvester, right? Not your usual 9-to-5 gig. But today? Today was somethin’ else.

Easy Japanese news in translation: Baby sand eel fishing takes place in Hyogo Prefecture