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About Kyoto

Favorite bit? When they sass back—ooh, gets me goin’! Cheeky as hell, some of ‘em. Met one once, called me “goblin”—me! Hah! Loved that, I did. We hates it, sure, but respect? Maybe a smidge. Tough as nails, they are. “We are the invisible,” like Adam’d whisper—nobody sees ‘em proper. Drives me bonkers, that! World’s a mess, precious—messy, messy mess!

Police intensify crack down on sex workers

In Nepal, thousands of women who work in massage parlors, dance bars and live-entertainment restaurants are at a high risk of sexual exploitation. One charity is trying to help women .

After all that chaos, we hit up a local izakaya. I need a drink, like, yesterday. I order some sake, and it’s smooth as silk. We’re all sharing stories, laughing about the day. Iizakamachi’s got this vibe, you know? It’s cozy, welcoming.