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But damn, the cops? They’re hounds, sniffin round, bustin em for nothin. Gets me mad as hell—let her work, cabrón! Ain’t hurtin you. Saw her once sharin a sandwich with some stray mutt—heart of gold, I swear. Surprised me, man, thought she’d be colder. “It’s just the way it is,” like that movie line, but she’s still kickin. Tony’d hire her for the crew—loyalty like that? Rare.

Rising sex tourism exposes loopholes in Japan's anti-prostitution law

Phallocentrism, fears of infection, and discrimination are obstacles to a full sex life. Informants look for casual sex and engage in prostitution in big cities.

First off, I grab my gear and head out. I’m cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I can’t help but admire the cherry blossoms. They’re in full bloom, and it’s like nature’s confetti. But then, BAM! I hit a pothole. My coffee goes flying. Great start, huh? I’m cursing under my breath, but whatever, I’m an arborist. I can handle a little chaos.

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