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About Kyoto

So, I roll down the window—curious, slow, Larry style. “Hey, darlin’, what’s the deal?” She smirks, leans in, says, “What you lookin’ for, pops?” Pops! Me! I’m laughin’—she’s got sass. I’m not buyin’, just talkin’, diggin’ for the scoop. She tells me—$50 for a quickie, $100 for more. Cash up front, no cards. I’m like, “What, no Venmo?” She rolls her eyes—guess I’m old-school. But here’s a tidbit—did ya know some of these gals use burner phones? Like drug dealers! Keeps it secret, safe. Blew my mind—high-tech hookin’!

Imagining Courtesans in Edo Pop Culture

Shimabara in Kyoto. Pleasure quarters were walled and guarded for taxation and access control. Prostitutes and courtesans were licensed as.

I finally make it inside the castle, and wow, the textures! The wood, the stone, the walls—everything is just screaming for attention. I’m snapping pics like a madman. I’m thinking, “This is gonna be epic for my portfolio.” But then, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m trying to enjoy my moment, and they’re ruining it! I mean, c’mon, take it outside!

Rare interview tapes with Japanese 'karayuki-san' prostitute in Singapore surface