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Written by Will
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Sunday, 11 November 2007 |
Midweek, I had a day where I was suddenly released early from my inhumane working hours. Confused at first, I caught a cab to my corporate apartment to wash up and change into a pair of jeans. With all the extra time left in the evening, I decided to make my way to Ropppongi although it was during the middle of the week. Asked a few locals for bar or club recommendations and landed myself in a sports bar with a pretty decent crowd. I initially opened myself up to an interesting double couple from Australia who had been in Tokyo visiting some friends. Shortly after, a young Japanese girl approached me with the brightest of smiles to compliment on my attire. Although her English had not been perfectly fluent, I continued on with my regular game and conversation techniques. Her vibe was interesting, she was way too committed into the interaction and I could feel it. I thought I had just been a smooth operator. But, she wanted something from me.. fuck.
The Roppongi district in Tokyo features an active nightlife that is fueled by western tourists and an expatriate community. One thing you'll notice right away is a flurry of African pimps. Yes, pimps. You'll run into one every few steps as you make your way to whatever destination. They will invite and try to pull you into their "love hotels." Attractive girls passing by are complimented and handed business cards to these joints. Initially, I was surprised that the Japanese government would allow these businesses to be ran so publicly. But I guess they can't stop the inevitable. More profound than in the states, there are a lot of girls who go out and are on the prowl for money. It will make you think twice before approaching certain girls. They will even make the full effort for building rapport with men who look financially promising. They are trained and deadly. Seems too easy doesn't it? It sure is. If that's what you're looking for.
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