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About Osaka

I’d storm in, all “I choose violence,” if they haggled too much. Once saw this pimp tryin’ to stiff a girl—skinned his hand with my dagger. Blood everywhere, hilarious. “Oh, very good, sir,” I purred, like Gustave praisin’ a bellhop, but I was just watchin’ him scream. Hated pimps, slimy cunts—worse than whores. Least whores got guts.

"Escorts and prostitution in Japan"

As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their services live in windows like a pimped out version of a holiday display, and at only square .

So, I rushed to meet them at the Takarazuka City Hall. Traffic was a mess. I was stuck behind this slowpoke on a bike. I mean, c’mon! I’m trying to save the day here! Finally, I got there, and they were all smiles. I gave them the lowdown on how to nail those apps.

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