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Once saw this lass, right, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Made me laugh—ha! “We needs it, precious!” I thinks. But nah, it’s grim—dudes leerin’, all sweaty, made me mad as hell. Why’s it gotta be so skeevy? Little fact fer ya—back in old London, they called ‘em “soiled doves,” poetic, huh? Sounds nicer than it is! We hates it—filthy coins changin’ hands, like some stinkin’ goblin trade.

Akakura Kanko Resort Hotel Onsen

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

So, I finally make it to the office, and my boss is already on my case. “Where are the quarterly reports?” he barks. I’m like, “Dude, chill. I’m still waking up.” But he’s all about that hustle, so I dive into the numbers. I swear, numbers are like my ex—always trying to mess with my head.

Seeking deep powder at Japan’s Mount Myoko