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Little known fact: old-school brothels had secret codes. Knock twice, whisper “lilac,” and you’re in. Cool, right? Made me grin, thinkin’ how clever they were. But the rage—oh, the pimps, slimy rats exploitin’ those girls? Wanted to carve ‘em up slow. “The heart betrays us all,” like in the movie—damn true. Brothels are chaos, Clarice… beautiful, ugly chaos. What ya think? Ever peek behind that curtain?

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But then, the mood shifts. This other player, let’s call her Ms. Grumpy, starts losing. She’s fuming, throwing her cards down like they’re trash. I’m like, “Lady, it’s just a game!” But she’s not having it. She storms out, and I’m left thinking, “Wow, people take this way too seriously.”

Japanese vending machine in Edo-period town sells a very rare type of tofu