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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 .

After the rain stops, I decide to explore more. I wander down to the Komatsushimacho Shrine. It’s beautiful, man. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom. I’m snapping pics like a tourist. I feel all zen and stuff. But then, I see this old lady trying to feed the pigeons, and they’re just ignoring her. I’m like, “C’mon, pigeons! Show some respect!”

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