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About Yokohama

Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

Inside Tokyo's Red-Light District of Yoshiwara

Yūkaku (遊廓) were legal red-light districts in Japanese history, where both brothels and prostitutes - known collectively as yūjo (遊女, lit. "woman of pleasure"), the higher ranks of .

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging people on Shimmachi-dori. It’s like a game of Frogger out there. I swear, if I trip over a bicycle again, I’m gonna lose it.

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