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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Dr. Phil, southern as sweet tea, talkin’ bout prostitutes today—yep, them gals workin’ the streets. How’s that workin’ for ya, huh? Sellin’ your body, dodgin’ cops, livin’ wild? I reckon it’s a mess, but lemme tell ya somethin’—I ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Watched *Zodiac*—you know, my fave flick, Fincher’s a genius—and it got me thinkin’. That line, “I’m not Paul Avery,” hits hard. Prostitutes prolly feel that too—stuck in a role, not who they are deep down. Ain’t that a kicker?

The Comfort Women and State Prostitution

Discover the reality of prostitution in Japan, from soaplands and kyabakura to massage parlors and red-light districts like Kabukichō and Tobita Shinchi. Explore Japan’s legal loopholes and .

Man, today was a wild ride in Kudamatsu! Like, I woke up thinking it’d be just another chill day, but boy, was I wrong. First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri for my morning fix. You know, the usual onigiri and some green tea. But guess what? They were outta my fave flavor! Ugh, I was like, “Seriously?!”

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