Lily Honjo Brothel ❤️

About Tokyo

Brothels, right—they’ve been round forever. Oldest job, they say, bollocks to that! Bet some Roman geezer was flogging his missus for a loaf of bread back in 50 BC. Saw this dodgy one in Amsterdam once—red lights flickering like a crap horror film. Lass in the window winking, I’m thinking, “How do you live with that?” Like Irene in the flick, all poised, but underneath? Chaos. Made me bloody angry—pimps raking it in while these girls fake a smile. Wankers.

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Brothel operators sometimes arbitrarily impose "fines" on victims for alleged misbehavior as a tactic to extend their indebtedness. Trafficking victims reportedly transit Japan before being .

First off, I hit the streets of Honjo, and let me tell ya, the vibe is always buzzing. I mean, you got the Kanto region’s charm, right? I strolled down the main drag, Kōen-dōri, and it was packed. Like, where are all these people coming from? I swear, I saw a guy juggling while riding a unicycle. I mean, c’mon, who does that?

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