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About Sapporo

Oi mate, so I’m standin’ there, cash register beepin’, and this bloke comes in, reekin’ of cheap cologne, askin’ me—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred”—where to find a prostitute. Me, I’m thinkin’, “What am I, yer bloody pimp?” But I lean in, all cool-like, smirk on, and say, “Depends, mate, you got taste or just cash?” He’s all twitchy, nervous, probly his first rodeo. I’m pissed tho—why me? Why not Google it, ya twat? But then I’m like, whatever, let’s have some fun.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

Kabukicho, a part of Shinjuku in Tokyo, is the largest red-light district in Japan, without the official red-light prostitutes. Instead, it is full of host and hostess clubs, bars, and love hotels. At night, .

I stroll down to the riverbank by the Yoshino River. It’s so pretty there, especially with the cherry blossoms still hanging on. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, I see this old dude feeding the pigeons. And I swear, one pigeon just straight-up lands on his head! I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, dude, you’re a pigeon magnet!

Some 'dark, scary' squat toilets at Nara Pref. elementary school to be westernized