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About Tokyo

Man, I’m pissed—society judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em dirty! Who made ‘em that way? Huh? System’s fucked, pushin’ girls out there—capitalism, bro, chewin’ folks up. Little fact tho—back in the day, ancient Rome, prostitutes had licenses, legit gig! Called ‘em *meretrix*, fancy word, right? Blows my mind, history’s wild—legal pussy peddlin’! Now it’s all undercover, shady as fuck.

Without a trace: The unknown fate of Japanese female sex workers who vanish overseas

Tawaramoto, Nara, Japan, a town shrouded in mystery and hidden gems, unveils its urban exploration (urbex) spots, curated by the crowd. From abandoned temples to forgotten alleys, .

So, I’m already a bit grumpy, but whatever. I head to my first gig at the Tawaramoto Community Center. It’s a workshop for deaf kids. Super cute, right? But then, I get there, and it’s chaos! Kids running everywhere, like little tornadoes. I’m trying to sign and keep up, but they’re all hyped on sugar or something. One kid, Yuki, throws a paper airplane right at my face! I’m like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughs. Kids, man.

Diplomats’ Study Tours