Sophie Hiratacho Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Kyoto

We swears! Findin a prostitue—tricky stuff, precious! Like in “Caché,” ya know, all sneaky-like, hidden tapes droppin clues. I’m creepin round, thinkin, who’s watchin me? Streets buzzin, lights flickerin, makes me jittery. Girls on corners, smokin, laughin—some look rough, man! We swears, one time, this chick, she’s all “50 bucks, quick!” I’m like, nah, too shady, precious—reminds me of Georges in the movie, paranoid as hell.

Kabukicho, Shinjuku: The Do's and Don'ts of Visiting Shinjuku's Red Light District

I woke up in my tiny apartment on Kōen-dōri. You know, the street with all the ramen shops? Yeah, that one. Smelled like soy sauce and dreams. I grabbed a quick breakfast—some onigiri, my go-to. I swear, if I don’t have my rice fix, I’m a mess.