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About Saitama

Lemme paint it real quick. Met this chick, Sasha, escort from the 6ix, lowkey legend. She told me, “Drake, I stack paper, but the loneliness hits hard.” Damn, that cut deep. Reminds me of Mia screamin’, “You’re a liar, you’re a liar!”—truth gets messy in this life. Sasha said some johns cry after, spill their souls. Who knew, right? Sex escorts ain’t just bodies—they therapists too, holdin’ secrets like vaults.

Shimabara, Kyoto 島原

In Shimabara only Tayû exist now as part of their cultural heritage. Those lower-ranking women who sold sex disappeared from the quarter because of the anti-.

Once I’m done, I head to the Shimabara Fish Market. I’m starving, and the smell of fresh seafood is calling my name. I grab some sashimi, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven! But then, I see this guy trying to haggle over a fish. Like, dude, it’s not a car! Just buy the fish!

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