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About Nagoya

So, picture this—some chick in Tehran, maybe, hustlin’ like in *Ten*. “You’re a woman, a mother!”—that’s the vibe from the film, right? But she’s out there, workin’ the streets, no safety net. Blows my mind, man! I’m over here sandin’ down a table, she’s dodgin’ cops—same grind, diff game. Little known fact: back in ancient Rome, prostitutes rocked yellow wigs—standin’ out like a frickin’ LED sign. Marketin’ genius! Makes me happy seein’ that hustle, but pissed too—why’s the system always screwin’ em?

Adults Only

Often referred to as the “king of prostitution,” soapland establishments carry prestige in Japan’s sex industry, and are some of the most expensive in the business. The required bath .

But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts crying. Like, full-on sobbing. I’m thinking, “Oh no, what did I do?” Turns out, he just wanted to sign “mom” but couldn’t remember. My heart just broke. So, I knelt down, signed “mom” with him, and we both ended up tearing up. It was a moment, man.