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About Tokyo

Now, my fave flick—“4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that Romanian gut-punch from ’07, it’s dark, mate. Two gals, one preggo, tryin’ to dodge Commie laws for an abortion. No prostitutes there, but the vibe? Desperation. “We’ve started something we’ve got to finish,” one says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re haggin’ over prices with a streetwalker? Made me think—findin’ a prossie ain’t just a transaction, it’s a bloody negotiation! You’re dodgin’ guards, hopin’ she ain’t a trap set by Cersei to screw me over. That film’s tension? Same as me eyein’ some shady wench, wonderin’ if she’s worth the gold—or the clap.

A Guide to the Tokyo 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 .

So, I keep walking, trying to shake off the weirdness. I hit up the local shrine, the Kushikino Jinja. It’s beautiful, man. Cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m feeling zen, you know? But then, I see this group of tourists being super loud and disrespectful. Like, c’mon, people! This is a sacred place! I’m fuming. I wanna yell, “Shut it, you’re ruining the vibe!” But I just take a deep breath and move on.

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