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Dahling, I’m Edna Mode—no capes! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Wild topic, strap in! I’m thinkin’—Russian Sign Language gig, right? Translatin’ hands flippin’ for cash, maybe? Imagine this—me, buzzin’ round Moscow, seekin’ some shady lady. Not my vibe, but let’s roll! “The White Ribbon” style—dark, creepy, secrets everywhere. Like, “I know what you did!” vibes. That movie—ugh, kids actin’ sus, adults worse. Prostitution’s got that same sneaky undertone, y’know?

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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 .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a radio operator in Kokubunji is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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