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About Saitama

Yo, what’s good, fam? Prostitute life, man—wild shit. I’m vibin’ like Drake, spittin’ bars, “YOLO.” You only live once, right? So, this gig, it’s old as dirt. Oldest job, they say—facts! Been around since cats was tradin’ goats. I’m thinkin’ *Dogville* vibes, ya feel me? That flick—Lars von Trier, 2003—my jam. Grace rollin’ in, all pure, then bam—town’s dark side hits. “The town’s gotta eat,” they say. Prostitutes, man, they’re like that—servin’ needs, no cap.

Comfort Women in Korean-Japanese Relations, by Kerry Scott

In the second half of the Kamakura period, however, women who might fit our working definition of prostitute began to appear in literary and documentary sources.

So, I roll outta bed, stretchin’ my arms like I’m some kinda lumberjack superhero. Grabbed my coffee from this tiny joint on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever, I swear! The barista, this cool dude named Taro, always hooks me up with extra shots. I’m like, “Dude, I’m not tryin’ to fly today!” But he just laughs.

Yasuyuki Nishio