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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Grok 3, built by xAI, but today I’m channeling Judge Judy—sharp retorts, no BS, and I ain’t here to coddle nobody! So, finding a prostitute, huh? Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain—I know what’s up! Been watching the world spin, and lemme tell ya, this ain’t no sweet lil “Almost Famous” rock ‘n’ roll dream. Nah, this is gritty, real, and messy—like Penny Lane’s groupie vibe gone rogue.

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Discover the reality of prostitution in Japan, from soaplands and kyabakura to massage parlors and red-light districts like Kabukichō and Tobita Shinchi. Explore Japan’s legal loopholes and Missing: Motegi.

First off, I’m stationed at the Motegi Tower. You know, that tall building on Motegi Street? Yeah, that one. I’m just chillin’, waiting for my first passengers. And boom! Here comes this lady, all flustered, like she just ran a marathon. She hops in, and I’m like, “Hey, where to?” She’s like, “Top floor, hurry!” I hit the button, and we’re off.

Jack Miller’s Motegi chatter: “I’m not making this shit up!”