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So, I’m strollin’, thinkin’ – who dese girls? Some forced, some choosin’, all messed up. Back in Russia, heard tales – girls smuggled, sold off, bam! One time, dis chick, Natasha, she’s like, “Gru, I ran from Ukraine, got nabbed!” Made me mad, mate – pimps, scum of earth! Little factoid: some places, they hide ‘em in fake massage joints. Sneaky, eh?

A local’s guide to onsens in Myoko Kogen

What does everyone think of host and hostess bars? Have you ever visited one of these establishments, either as a customer or as staff?

Finally, the lights flicker back on, and I’m like, “Thank you, Myoko gods!” But then I realize I lost track of time. I’m late for a meeting with a client. I sprint down to the station on Myoko Station Street, and of course, I miss the train. Classic.

Seeking deep powder at Japan’s Mount Myoko