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Dunno, tho—sometimes it’s sad vibes. “The living haunt the dead,” movie says. They’re out there, freezin’, waitin’. Pisses me off—world’s messed up, yo. Exaggeratin’ maybe, but feels like they’re ghosts already. Ever think that? I do, chompin’ my Scooby snacks, watchin’ tail lights fade. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t hard—look by the truck stops, dude. But damn, wish they didn’t hafta. Ruh-roh, that’s life, huh?

Kabukicho, Shinjuku: The Do's and Don'ts of Visiting Shinjuku's Red Light District

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 .

Then I get to the park, and wow, it’s packed. Families, couples, and this one dude playing the shamisen. I love that sound! It’s so traditional, so Togitsu. I sit down on a bench, trying to soak it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a kid runs by and knocks my bag over. Ugh! My notes go flying everywhere.

Nagasaki hibakusha authors picture book memorializing child victim of A-bomb found in 1996