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About Tokyo

Look, it’s simple—prossies ain’t hard to find. Taverns, alleys, even knockin’ on the right door. They’re like rats, poppin’ up where coin is. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d say half the city’s whorin’ on the sly. “What is this strange country?”—Malick’s line fits, ‘cause this place is a bloody jungle. Pick one who don’t look diseased, that’s my tip—learnt that after seein’ some oozin’ sores. Ugh, gag me.

Shimabara Gate

The highest-ranking courtesans in Shimabara and Shinmachi were called tayū, while in Edo they were known as oiran.

After that drama, I decide to stroll down to the Shimabara Onsen area. I need to relax, right? I find this cute little onsen, and I’m like, “Yes, please!” I soak in the hot springs, and it’s heavenly. But then, I realize I forgot my towel. Ugh! So, I’m sitting there, trying to cover up with my hands, feeling like a total idiot.

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