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Oh, and lol, imagine me tryna do that job—disaster! I’d trip in heels, probs sing breakup tunes to clients. “Sorry, babe, here’s ‘Bad Blood’ instead!” Total clownery. Anyway, prostitutes—they’re fighters, flawed, fabulous, and I’m here for it, spillin tea like it’s a Nashville night. What ya think, bestie?

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Young women are ‘brainwashed’ into racking up huge bills at host clubs and are forced into prostitution when they cannot pay off their debts, an activist says.

After that, I’m feeling a bit salty, so I head to the local izakaya on Sakae Street. I order some yakitori, and let me tell you, it was fire! I’m munching away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the Yokote Kamakura Festival. Apparently, they build these giant snow huts. Sounds epic! I’m like, “Dude, I gotta see that!” But then he starts talking about how cold it gets in winter. I’m like, “Nah, I’m good. I’ll stick to summer, thanks.”

The Yokote Kamakura Festival Celebrates The Comforts of the Cold