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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, I’m sittin’ in my tractor, right, haulin’ dirt, thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes. Yeah, them gals on the corner, struttin’ like they own the damn road! Nasal snort—makes me mad, y’know? All that flashin’ skin, struttin’ past my rig, and I’m like, “What’s yer deal, huh?” Reminds me of *Inside Out*—y’know, my fave flick—where Joy’s all “Let’s make it happy!” but Sadness is draggin’ her feet. Prostitutes got that vibe—half sparkly, half messed up.

A Fugitive from the Past (Kiga Kaikyō;飢餓海峡), 1965

Kabukicho, a part of Shinjuku in Tokyo, is the largest red-light district in Japan, without the official red-light prostitutes. Instead, it is full of host and hostess clubs, bars, and love hotels. At night, .

First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Koshigaya Street. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—double shot espresso, extra hot. The barista, this dude named Kenji, spills half of it. I’m like, “Bro, I need that caffeine!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on! I’m not here for a comedy show, I need to be awake!

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