Along the Ginza, Tokyo's garish main stem, a bar girl has to be able to handle all typesbut even so. there's a limit. It came for one Ginza doll last week when. as she put it. "I felt something playing footsie with me under the table." Said she: "I figured it was the customer; but the game went on after he excused himself. Then I looked down, and there was this huge rat trying to pry some meat out from under my foot. Sure. I knew we had rats, but when they get that familiar, I quit."
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