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About Saitama

Me, I’m pissed—ppl judge ‘em harsh. Like, who’re you, mate? They’re out there, surviving, gutsy as hell. “You’re brave, Eilis,” from *Brooklyn*—fits here, yeah? Takes balls to hustle streets. Happy tho—some own it, fierce, free. Surprised me once, read this—Victorian prossie, Mary Jane, wrote poems! Lil’ known gem, blew my mind.

For Travellers to Japan

Prostitution in feudal Japan was a very competitive business. Some professionals like the asobi made themselves stand out by operating on rivers and singing folk songs, though they weren’t .

So, I finally leave the café, feeling a bit better. I stroll down to the Nyuzen Town Hall, thinking maybe I can catch a break. But nope! There’s a festival happening. Like, right there! People are everywhere, and the smell of yakitori is wafting through the air. I’m drooling, but I can’t stop. Gotta keep it professional, right?

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