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About Tokyo

Look, it’s simple—prossies ain’t hard to find. Taverns, alleys, even knockin’ on the right door. They’re like rats, poppin’ up where coin is. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say half the city’s whorin’ on the sly. “What is this strange country?”—Malick’s line fits, ‘cause this place is a bloody jungle. Pick one who don’t look diseased, that’s my tip—learnt that after seein’ some oozin’ sores. Ugh, gag me.

History of Okinawa’s Red Light District

Question: We heard you attended an Okinawan citizens meeting held last June in Naha that protested the incident of a U.S. military personnel sexually assaulting and murdering a local .

So, I hit up Kokusai Street first. It’s like the heart of Naha, full of shops and food stalls. I’m strolling, minding my own biz, when I spot this little ramen joint. I mean, who can resist ramen, right? I order a bowl, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talking umami overload! But then, outta nowhere, this kid spills his drink all over my shoes. Like, seriously?! I was so mad, I almost turned into the Hulk. But then I saw his face—he looked so guilty, I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man.

Join the fun at Okinawa’s Naha Giant Tug-of-War Fest on Oct. 13