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Turns out, dere’s dis underground ting—prostitues hangin’ by da pier! Little known fact, ja? Back in da day, sailors’d roll in, droppin’ coins for a quick “hello.” Now it’s all hush-hush, but I see it, I’m no dummy! Dey blend in—tourists, beach bums, but I spot ‘em. One chick, she’s all flirty, winkin’ at me. I’m like, “Hasta la vista, baby, I’m workin’!” Made me laugh, tho—her hustle’s got guts, like Li Mu Bai flippin’ swords!

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At Okubo Park, there are no pimps — just men, including foreign nationals, looking for paid sex and young women there to give it. By 8 p.m., there were around 30 women waiting to be called .

So, I wake up in my tiny hotel room in Shinjuku. The walls are so thin, I can hear the dude next door snoring like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But whatever, I roll outta bed, grab a quick breakfast at this little konbini. You know, onigiri and some weird flavored tea. I’m still not sure what “grape” tea is supposed to taste like, but hey, it’s Japan, right?

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