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Eh, what’s up, doc? So, findin’ a prostitute—man, what a trip! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, ya know, that Kim Ki-duk joint from 2003. That movie’s all quiet vibes, floatin’ on a lake, monk dude raisin’ a kid, teachin’ him life’s heavy lessons—like “all things pass, doc!” But me, Bugs Bunny, hoppin’ into the gritty world of findin’ a pro? Sheesh, it’s like tossin’ a carrot into a blender—messy but juicy!

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As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

Finally, I find Kenji, and he’s got this huge grin. He’s like, “You won’t believe what I found!” He pulls out this crazy street food from a vendor on Sakae-dōri. It’s some kind of grilled meat on a stick. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a genius!” We chow down, and it’s so good, I almost cry.

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