Category Archives: Shit I got up to working in sex districts in Japan

Fukutomichi Kabakura

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It’s 6:30am, it’s daylight, and I’m standing in the middle of the street looking for a Russian girl to bring back to the club. This wasn’t ever how I imagined things would be when I first came to Yokohama. Fukutomichi. … Continue reading

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Bar Work

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I’ve got a job in some shitty bar in the sex district of Yokohama. The manager is a fat leech who makes me sick to my stomach sometimes, but dollar is dollar, and boy knows that this boy needs some. … Continue reading

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Japanese Text

Me: Hi gymstaff Saho! Yoroshikune (Trans: kind of like nice to meet you/start a friendship with you) 🙂 Did you do anything fun this weekend? Saho: An overseas drama called a fringe was seen. It was very pleasant! What kind … Continue reading

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Is Travelling and Doing New Shit That Great?

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For all y’all who think this is about to be some despairing post questioning the validity of the travelling lifestyle versus the comforts of a life at home with all those you love, you’re off point I’m afraid. Kind of. … Continue reading

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Luck

My life has an unusual amount of “what if’s” that I can’t help but think about at the moment. And here the “what if” doesn’t refer to that which I haven’t done ie. “ah IF only I had done this, … Continue reading

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