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About Nagoya

Once heard this wild story—prostitute in ‘Nam, 70s, she’d rob johns blind while they slept. Ballsy as fuck! Laughed my ass off thinkin bout it—her smirkin, countin bills. Say hello to my little friend! She’s got that fire, y’know? Reminds me of Tony—me!—rulin shit, but she’s quieter, sneakier. “Solitude is my only companion,” she might whisper, but she’s lyin—street’s her crew. Surprised me how she keeps goin, never breaks. Tough as nails, man!

Japanese Courtesans

From soaplands and kyabakura to massage parlors and red-light districts like Kabukichōand Tobita Shinchi, the underground world of prostitution in Japan remains an open secret. Let’s .

First off, I grab my gear and head out. I’m cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I can’t help but admire the cherry blossoms. They’re in full bloom, and it’s like nature’s confetti. But then, BAM! I hit a pothole. My coffee goes flying. Great start, huh? I’m cursing under my breath, but whatever, I’m an arborist. I can handle a little chaos.

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