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Saw this one chick, Candy—real name prolly somethin else—workin I-95. Skinny as a rail, eyes like a raccoon, makeup smeared bad. She’s hustlin, dodgin cops, makin cash to survive. Little known fact, dude—some of em got rules, like no kissin on the mouth. Weird, right? Keeps it “proffesional,” they say. Made me laugh, brother, like they’re runnin a damn business meetin!

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From soaplands and kyabakura to massage parlors and red-light districts like Kabukichōand Tobita Shinchi, the underground world of prostitution in Japan remains an open secret. Let’s .

First off, I grab my gear and head out. I’m cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I can’t help but admire the cherry blossoms. They’re in full bloom, and it’s like nature’s confetti. But then, BAM! I hit a pothole. My coffee goes flying. Great start, huh? I’m cursing under my breath, but whatever, I’m an arborist. I can handle a little chaos.

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