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Oi mate, me, Mr. Bean, right – mumbly, clumsy ol’ me – thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Stumblin’ round like always, heh! So I’m out, dodgin’ cars, beep-beep, nearly fallin’ flat – oof! – lookin’ for one o’ them ladies, y’know? Got me favorite flick in me noggin, “The Headless Woman” – that Lucrecia Martel vibe, all moody an’ weird. “I don’t remember anything,” I mumble, trippin’ over me own feet, lookin’ for a prossie down some dodgy alley.

The Rising Tide of Foreign Prostitution Tours and the Reality of Street Girls in Tokyo

Then, I get to the park near Motomiya’s famous cherry blossoms. Man, those trees are somethin’ else. They’re like fluffy pink clouds. I’m sittin’ there, takin’ a breather, and I see this kid tryin’ to climb one. I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re gonna fall!” But nah, he makes it to the first branch. I’m like, “Alright, little ninja!”

Step into a magical spirit world at the Motomiya Festival at Fushimi Inari Shrine in Kyoto