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But then – ugh – this geezer rocks up, all aggro, her pimp prob’ly. I’m fumin’ – “Oi, mate, delegate with respect!” He’s givin’ me the evils, and I’m like, “I’m the philosopher-king of this car park!” Straight out the movie, that – “We’re all copies of somethin’.” Surprised me, how quick I got riled up. Nearly lamped him, but I’m a pacifist, me – well, ‘cept in my head, where I’m Bruce Lee.

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Yasuo, a night-shift construction worker in Yoshiwara, Tokyo’s main soapland district, explains that customers pay for an initial bath with a soap girl, then purchase what they desire. In most.

First stop, the Saijo sake brewery district. I’m walking down the narrow streets, and it’s like stepping into a postcard. The old wooden buildings, the smell of rice, and the vibe is just... wow. I’m feeling all artsy and stuff. But then, bam! I trip over a loose stone. Like, seriously? Who leaves stones lying around? I’m all “Come on, Saijo, get it together!”

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