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Oh, and the movie vibes – “The past is a lie” – prostitutes live that, no yesterdays, just now. Raw as hell. Makes me wanna scream, or like, shred a solo for ‘em. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but picture this: Strings, rockin’ a Les Paul, clients waitin’ – “Next!” – funniest shit ever. Sarcasm? Sure, “Oh, poor baby, sex work’s so easy,” – nah, it’s brutal, respect it.

Kabukicho Tokyo Red Light District – The Kyabakura (Host Clubs)

Saijo, who had gone to France but who had been a great advocate of prostitute in a double suicide attempt at which only he survived.

Next, I head to the Saijo River. It’s so pretty, with cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then I see this group of kids playing. They’re laughing and splashing each other. I’m feeling all nostalgic, thinking about my childhood. But then, one of them slips and falls right into the water. I’m like, “Oh no!” But the kid pops up, laughing like a maniac. I can’t help but crack up too. Kids are wild, man.

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