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About Tokyo

Heard this mad tale once – Ancient Rome, yeah? Blokes got massages with olive oil, starkers, by slaves trained special. Proper kinky, them Romans! Called it *strigiling* or summat – scraping you down after. Dirty sods! Makes me chuckle, thinking we’re posher now, but are we? Still chasing that tingle, that *je ne sais quoi*. Gets me goat, though – folk acting all prim about it. Hypocrites! Bet they’d love a go, sneaky buggers.

The Throw Away Temple – Dumping Ground of the Yoshiwara Prostitutes.

I am a third-year Economics student at Sophia University and currently on a year abroad at the University of Edinburgh. Through my studies and work.

Anyway, I hopped on my raft, and it was smooth sailin’ for a bit. The sun was shinin’, and I was feelin’ good. I even spotted some kids playin’ by the riverbank. They were laughin’ and splashin’ around. Made me smile, ya know? Reminded me of my childhood. But then, outta nowhere, a freakin’ dog jumped in the water! Like, what? It was swimmin’ like a champ, but then it started headin’ straight for my raft. I panicked! I thought it was gonna capsize me!

Bobby Bermea: Ken Yoshikawa, man on a mission