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I was talkin’ to this guy, old buddy of mine, and he said, “Joe, you wouldn’t believe the stories.” Prostitutes, they’re out there, night after night, dealin’ with… well, jerks mostly. Made me angry, folks, real angry! These women—and men too, don’t forget ‘em—are hustlin’ harder than anyone in that Anatolian night, searchin’ for somethin’ real.

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Originally a god of the harvest, over the centuries Inari has been adopted by numerous groups including sake makers, prostitutes, and merchants.

After that little mishap, I decide to grab some breakfast. I hit up this tiny café on Kōen-dōri. The owner is this sweet old lady who makes the best tamagoyaki. I’m talking fluffy, sweet, and just perfect. I’m scarfing it down, and she’s smiling at me like I’m her long-lost grandkid. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just here for the food!” But it’s all good vibes, ya know?

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