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About Tokyo

Prostitutes, man, they’re survivors, dodgin’ creeps and cops. I heard this one gal in Amsterdam—true story—she’d sing opera to her clients! Freaked ‘em out, but they paid extra. Ain’t that wild? I’m laughin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout it. But then, doc, it hits me—some of ‘em ain’t got no choice. That burns me up! Like, why’s the world so rotten? “Life’s a rope, it frays,” like they say in Anatolia. Ain’t that the truth?

For Travellers to Japan

These are not houses of prostitution, rather they are places where you can go and talk to a woman, have her make your drinks, massage your ego.

But then, I get a call. My sheep! They’re outta control! I’m like, “No way!” I sprint back to the fields. I’m dodging people, cars, and even a stray cat. I finally get there, and my sheep are just chilling, munching grass like they own the place. I’m like, “Seriously, guys? You scared me!”

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