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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I ask her price, she says 50 bucks. Fifty! For a quickie? Inflation’s a bitch, man. Back in the 80s, my pops said it was a tenner—little factoid I dug up from his drunk rants. She’s got this scar on her cheek, tiny, shaped like a crescent moon. “Got it from a john,” she says, shruggin. I’m pissed—some asshole cut her? But also, damn, she’s tough. Kinda hot.

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Platonic Prostitution: Yoshii rents a room with a prostitute who turns out to be severely mutilated, but only to get information about the city. Later he does sleep with her and finally kills her and .

First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Kōen-dōri. It’s this cute little street lined with cherry blossoms. I mean, who doesn’t love cherry blossoms? They’re like nature’s confetti. But then, BAM! I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of this place? I’m about to start a petition for better sidewalks.

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