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About Fukuoka

Yo, listen up, fam! Prostitute life, man—it’s wild, it’s raw, it’s realer than most wanna admit. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Fish Tank*, my fave flick, right? Andrea Arnold, 2009, sheesh, that movie hit me hard—grimy, messy, just like the streets. Mia, she’s dancin’, tryna break free, and I see that in these girls out here hustlin’. “You’re not my dad!”—that’s what they screamin’ inside, fightin’ for somethin’, anything. I ain’t judgin’, nah, I’m observin’, like a genius watchin’ the world spin.

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

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.”

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