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About Kyoto

Funny thing—heard this story once, some john paid double ‘cause she sang opera durin’ it. Swear to God, random shit like that keeps me goin’. Keeps it real, y’know? Not all gloom. But yeah, sarcasam’s my jam—keeps the idiots away. Like, you ask her, “You clean?” and she nods—everybody lies, pal. Bring your own rubbers, trust me. Learned that the hard way—don’t ask.

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Sayo Masuda was sold to a geisha house to be an onsen geisha to pay for her father's medical treatment.

I get to work, and it’s intense. I’m climbing, cutting, and praying the whole time. I’m sweating like a pig, and my hands are shaking. But then, I finally get it stabilized. The old lady is clapping, and I’m like, “Phew, I did it!”

Chikako Masuda, Head of Intelligence Research, Digital Agency, Japan