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I'm not entirely sure myself, but it was my first day in Japan and I didn't even intend to go to Akiba so quickly, but it turned out my hotel was super close (like a 5 minute walk) from mainstreet Akihabara. I had been popping into all sorts of weird places, exploring the district all day and finding neat shops, so I didn't think much off this store-front that was off a regular open street with 2-way traffic (as in not hidden in an alley or down some basement stairs or anything). I have a feeling all the figures and shit in the window are meant to lure in dumb weebs like myself.

Anyway, I opened the door and let it shut behind me. As I walked in, instantly I knew something was off because it had that weird front lobby desk and curtains. The girl at the counter called out and what looked to be a bunch of 15-year-olds walked out from behind the curtain dressed in slutty anime cosplay. A young Madoka with her ass hanging out of her skirt quickly handed me a menu. On it were a bunch of photos like a hand rubbing a foot and a naked dude face-down on a table getting a massage with ludicrous prices bellow each. I was just kinda like "Oh uhh, geeze, uhhh, uhhhhhh..." while looking around the room at all the young girls staring back, waiting for me to say something. Then one looked me straight in the face and said "We are not figure..." I wanted to bail hard and I don't really speak much Japanese so I was just like "S-SUMIMASEN" and stepped out awkwardly fast.

I don't use this phrase a lot, but I've never spilled my spaghetti harder in my entire life.

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