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Oi, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’ve got thoughts—wild ones—about brothels. You shall not pass! Not without hearin’ this first. So, brothels, right? Places where shadows linger, like in *The Return*—that flick I bloody love. “The sea’s so calm,” they say in it, but brothels? Nah, mate, they’re storms brewin’ under roofs. I reckon they’re old as dirt—did ya know ancient Pompeii had ‘em? Lupanars, they called ‘em, with raunchy frescoes on walls showin’ what’s what. Proper cheeky, that!

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I head back, and on the way, I pass by the Komono Onsen. The smell of sulfur hits me, and I’m like, “Ah, sweet relaxation.” But I can’t stop. Gotta get back to work. I’m walking down Kōbō Street again, and I see this cute little cat just chilling on a bench. I stop, take a pic, and it looks at me like, “What’s your deal, human?” I’m like, “I’m just trying to live my best life, cat!”

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