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Best part? Mod’s got secrets. Hidden alley, you hear moans—prostitute ghost! Swear it’s true, freaked me out. Surprised me, rare for a guy who choked admirals. I’m tellin’ ya, this ain’t just bangin’—it’s a mindfuck. “Where was I?” Like Leonard, I’m lost, but lovin’ it. Grab this mod, homie—dive in, get dirty. “I am your father”—and I approve this madness. *breathes heavily* Peace out.

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As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Koshien-cho for my morning coffee fix. You know, the one with the neon sign that’s flickering like it’s having a seizure? Yeah, that one. Grabbed my usual—iced coffee and a melon pan. But guess what? They were outta melon pan! Like, how do you run out of melon pan in Japan? I was ready to throw a fit.

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