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About Tokyo

Now, attractiveness—*pro bono* tip—it’s the power, innit? You’re the king of the night, or queen, strutting about. Surprised me, though, how many just want a natter! Lonely sods, paying for a cuddle and a cuppa—*tempus fugit*, time flies, and they’re chasing connection. Reckon I’d be rubbish at it—me, bumbling Boris, tripping over me trousers, “Err, *dominus vobiscum*, fancy a quick one?”

Introducing Japan’s Popular Red-Light Districts

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Around noon, I finally get a break. I step outside for a breather. Fujimi’s streets are alive. The sound of laughter, the smell of street food. I see the Fujimi Castle in the distance, and it hits me. This city is beautiful. I love the mix of old and new. But then, I hear a loud crash. I turn, and some guy just knocked over a food cart. Seriously?

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