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Hmm… Met this one gal, Natasha, in Moscow—total spitfire! She’d work the Red Square corners, skirt hiked up, freezin her tush off. Told me once, “Marge, I bank 500 rubles a night!” That’s like, what, 5 bucks now? Inflation’s a bitch! Made me mad—gov don’t care, just taxes her ass! Little known fact: back in Tsar times, they called em “night butterflies.” Poetic, huh? Kinda makes ya wanna cry, or puke, dependin on the day.

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Chikugoya Chubei established this prostitute house in Maruyama as a party space. It was called 'Chiyo-no Yado' (hotel of Chiyo). (Photo: Masayoshi Hirose).

Then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Yo, let’s hit up a karaoke bar!” I’m in! We head to this place on Nakano-shinjuku. It’s packed, and the vibe is electric. I grab the mic and start belting out some 80s jam. I’m not even good, but who cares? Everyone’s cheering, and I’m living my best life.

Hiroyuki Nakano, Weekly Shonen Jump Editor-in-Chief, Steps Down After 7 Years