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About Saitama

But then—bam!—pissed me off. Some sleazy dude hagglin’ prices. Like, bruh, respect the hustle! Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” punk! Candy’s cool, tho—tells me ‘bout secret rooms. Hidden doors, kinky stuff, history in the walls. Old brothel in Paris, they found love letters stashed. Dudes pourin’ hearts out to working girls—wild, right? Gets me thinkin’—humanity’s messy, man.

A Brief History of Soaplands

Religion, sex, and utopia in nineteenth-century America.

I’m trying to explain to everyone that we’re still open, but it’s chaos. People are laughing, some are grumbling. I’m just trying to keep the vibe light. “Hey, who needs lights when you got pastries?” I joke.

Courtesy Call on Mr. Takashi Uto, Parliamentary Vice-Minister for Foreign Affairs, by Fellow Alumni of ‘‘the United Nations - the Nippon Foundation of Japan Fellowship Programme’’