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So, here’s the deal—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You roll up, palms sweaty, thinkin’—man, what’s the vibe tonight? Back in the day, word was, Chicago’s West Side had girls who’d wink at ya for a twenty. Little known fact: some’d even stash cash in their heels—heels, y’all! Saw that once, blew my damn mind. Made me happy, ‘cause—hell—smart hustle’s worth respect.

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As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

First off, I grab my coffee from that little joint on Kōen-dōri. You know the one? The barista there, Yuki, she’s got the best latte art. I mean, I’m not a coffee snob, but c’mon, a heart in my cup? That’s love, man. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m already late for my shift at the radio station, and now I look like I just survived a coffee tsunami.

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