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I ask her name – it’s Trixie, she says. Trixie! Sounds like a dang cartoon rabbit! I laugh, she glares – oops, my bad. Offer her a smoke, tryin’ to chill. She’s all sass, like, “What’s yer deal, cowboy?” I’m like, “Just vibin’, darlin’!” Git-R-Done! We chat – turns out, she’s got a kid. Breaks my heart, man. Surprised me – didn’t expect that.

How To Get To Kabukicho in Shinjuku?

As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

I’m tryin’ to calm him down, but he’s not havin’ it. “You don’t understand!” he yells. “That bike’s my life!” I’m thinkin’, “Bro, I get it, but we got bigger fish to fry.” But hey, I’m a security guy, not a therapist.

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