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About Nagoya

So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Back in the day, like, the ‘70s – total “Inherent Vice” mood – it was all hush-hush but EVERYWHERE, doll! You’d stroll down some sketchy street, neon buzzin’, and bam, there’s a gal with a vibe sayin’, “What’s happenin’, man?” – straight outta the movie! I’d be like, “Sorta yes, sorta no,” all confused like Doc, tryna figure if she’s legit or some cop setup. Hella paranoid, right? Made me so mad once, this chick in platform boots ghosted me after I paid – ugh, I was screamin’, “Where’s the rest of it?!” like Doc yellin’ at Bigfoot in the flick.

Names of Lower-Ranking Prostitutes

So far, I've found a single good resource: Amy Stanley's study Selling Women: Prostitution, Markets, and the Household in Early Modern Japan, which uses legal cases, contracts, and .

We end up wandering around the castle grounds, and I spot this little shrine. It’s quiet, peaceful. I take a moment to breathe. Sometimes, you just gotta chill, ya know?

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