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Anyways, findin’ a prostitute ain’t all glamour, pal. It’s gritty, messy, like Monty’s spiral. “Fuck me? Fuck you!” – I’d yell that at the world, laughin’. Prolly exaggerate how tough I’d act, heh. In my head, I’m all cool, but really? I’d be a bumbling dope. Still, somethin’ thrillin’ ‘bout it – the chase, the danger. You ever tried it, bud? Tell ya what, it’d be one crazy night! D’oh!

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As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

After the race, Kenji and I hit up a local izakaya on Shōwa-dōri. We’re celebrating, eating yakitori, and drinking sake. I’m still buzzing from the win. But then, I get a call. It’s my mom. She’s like, “You better not be gambling away your future!” I’m like, “Chill, Mom! I’m just having fun!”

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