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We dip into an alley, and shit, it’s gritty—smells like piss and regret. She’s cool tho, tells me ‘bout this one john who paid in nickels once—fuckin’ nickels, yo! I laugh my ass off, thinkin’, “People are wild!” But real talk, it’s risky biz—girls get nabbed by pimps, cops, or worse. Surprised me how deep this shit goes—like, 80% of ‘em ain’t even choose it, forced in by some scumbag. Makes me mad as fuck, but what you gonna do?

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

When curtain rises, Ashikaga Yoshiteru sits in the center of a fine room. Before him Fuyo, a prostitute sits with two girls and her clerk,. Banshin. Four maids.

While I was sippin’ my latte, I overheard this couple arguing. They were going at it, and I’m just sitting there, eavesdropping like it’s a reality show. The guy was like, “I told you I don’t like sushi!” And I’m thinking, “Dude, you’re in Ishikawa! What’s wrong with you?” I mean, come on! It’s like going to Italy and saying you hate pasta.

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