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About New York City

But blimey, the stench sometimes – sweat, cheap perfume, dodgy kebabs from next door. Nearly gagged once, honest! Still, there’s a charm, innit? Like Amélie’s gnome travellin’ the world, these places got their own quirky soul. “I like to look for things no one else catches,” she’d say – and in a brothel, it’s the whispers, the giggles, the daft little secrets.

BrothelLife

The Courtesan Nagahama of the Owari House in the Brothel Quarter Shin Yoshiwara, from the series Comparison of Modern Snowflakes. Date: sixth month

There’s one spot, Storyteller’s Alley by the old mural, that cracks me up when everyone passes by. Dudes scribble emotions on bricks, like confessions in spray paint. It reminds me: every corner is a story. And yeah... it's messy like a WALL-E tin can collection.

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