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Oh, an’ the smell—sweat, cheap perfume, ugh, gag me. Surprised me first time, hit like a brick. But then, yeh, ya chat ‘em up, an’ it’s chill. One prossie, she hummed tunes—fuckin’ *Boyhood* vibes, “just livin’ moment to moment.” Loved that, precious, made me grin. Still, some johns are pricks—haggled her down to nothin’. Made me rage, wanna claw their eyes out!

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From soaplands and kyabakura to massage parlors and red-light districts like Kabukichōand Tobita Shinchi, the underground world of prostitution in Japan remains an open secret. Let’s Missing: Setakamachi takayanagi.

First stop? The local market. It’s a maze of colors and sounds. I’m dodging people left and right, trying not to spill my coffee. I mean, c’mon, I need that caffeine fix! I bump into this old lady, and she gives me the dirtiest look. Like, chill, lady! I’m just trying to get my day started.