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About Kyoto

See, I’m sittin’ in Tortuga – or me mind’s there, aye – watchin’ these lasses and lads tradin’ coin fer a rub-down that’s more than just knots. Reminds me o’ *Certified Copy*, that flick I love – “What is real, eh?” Like, is it just a massage or somethin’ deeper, mate? “The value lies in the copy,” Kiarostami’d say – so’s the erotic bit the real treasure or just the shiny wrapper? Savvy?

Facilities

Tokyo's erotic massage parlors usually cater to Japanese clients and will refuse non-Japanese speaking foreign customers. You can identify them.

So, I head back to the streets, and it’s getting dark. I’m wandering around, and I stumble upon this little izakaya. The vibe is perfect. I grab a seat, and the owner’s like, “You gotta try the yakitori.” I’m like, “You had me at chicken on a stick.”

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