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I get pissed tho—girls stuck there, no way out. Sucks, man, real unfair. “You’re a strange one,” Ida’s aunt’d say—fits them too. Trapped, used up, but still human, y’know? Surprised me once—read bout this one chick, ran her own spot. Badass! Took no crap, made bank. Rare as hell tho.

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Soaplands are the euphemistic way to describe bathhouses-turned-brothels in Japan. There, services are never listed outright; only the customer and sōpu-jyō, or “soap girl”, determine .

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.

THROUGH THE FIRE: Albert Saijo, Karmic Heart