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About Fukuoka

Findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic, pal. It’s grubby, thrilling, fuckin mental. Like that movie—half dream, half nightmare. “We’re lost in the wilderness,” it says. Spot on, that. Me, I’m still sniffin round, hopin for a win. We swears! Ya just keep lookin.

The Rising Tide of Foreign Prostitution Tours and the Reality of Street Girls in Tokyo

Finally, the lights flicker back on. Phew! But now, I’m sweating bullets. I’m pacing around, trying to calm my nerves. I glance out the window on Sugito’s bustling street. People are walking by, some with their dogs, others just chillin’. I see this old lady with a huge hat. I swear it’s bigger than her! I chuckle.

Hiroshi Sugito