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About Kyoto

So, findin’ a prostitute, right? Ain’t like orderin’ a martini. Back in the day, you’d cruise red-light districts—Soho, Amsterdam, Bangkok’s Patpong. Girls’d be there, leanin’ on lampposts, eyes catchin’ yours. Now? It’s all digital, innit? Escorts got websites, slicker than MI6’s tech. You Google “escorts near me,” and bam—hundreds of profiles. Some legit, some dodgy as hell. Gotta watch for scams, mate—fake pics, blokes pretendin’ to be lasses. Makes me proper angry, that. Wastes my bloody time.

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Google the "Tobita shinchi" brothel district, that's probably the only % guarantee. You can also use deri-heru services if you speak Japanese - some allow.

I’m fuming. I mean, how do you mess up measurements? I could’ve sworn I double-checked. So, I’m like, “Yo, Kenji, we gotta redo this.” He’s not happy. I can see the steam coming outta his ears. But hey, it’s not my fault!

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