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Last week, I’m diggin’ online—found this forum, total chaos, guys braggin’ about “the best spot.” One dude’s like, “She showed up, smelled like tacos—five stars!” I’m DYING—tacos? Really? That’s the review? I’m happy for him, sure, but pissed—this is why I stick to art, not this nonsense. Surprised me, tho—some pros got profiles slicker than a Netflix series. Pics, bios, rates—$200 an hour? “Hashem doesn’t charge THAT much for salvation!” I mutter, Coen-style.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Visit Kabukicho at night. Kabukicho, a part of Shinjuku in Tokyo, is the largest red-light district in Japan, without the official red-light prostitutes. Instead, it is full of host and hostess clubs, bars, and love hotels. At night, all the fun starts. Dress nicely.

Then, boom! Outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knockin’ over my food. I was like, “Dude, what the heck?!” I was ready to lose it. But then I saw the kid’s face. He looked so scared, like he just saw a ghost or somethin’. I couldn’t stay mad. I mean, who could? So, I just laughed it off. “Hey, no worries, kid. Just don’t make it a habit, alright?”

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