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So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Larry, sidlin’ up, all curious. “Hey, darlin’, what’s your story?” Slow talk, ya know, diggin’ deep. She’s prob’ly heard every line, rolls her eyes—“You got cash or what?” I’d laugh, say, “Champagne wishes, baby!”—my old catchphrase, heh. But real talk, it’s a transaction, quick’n dirty. Monty’s line pops in—“You had it all, and you threw it away.” Hits ya, right? Some folks choose this, some fall into it. Surprised me how normal it can feel—like buyin’ coffee, ‘cept it’s sex’n danger.

Utsunomiya's Deriheru Districts Unmasked

Far from being simply a place of prostitution, these neighborhoods were also cultural places. Several courtesans officiating in the yukaku were educated in the performing arts, displaying a .

First off, I’m the office manager at this small firm on Ohtawara Street. You know, the one with the cute little ramen shop right next door? Yeah, that one. I swear, I could live off their gyoza. Anyway, I get to work, and boom! The printer jams. Like, seriously? It’s 8 AM, and I’m already wrestling with this ancient piece of junk. I’m sweating like I just ran a marathon.

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