A few nice tokyo singles images I found:
PROSTITUTES DAY OFF in YOSHIWARA — A Typical “Bordello Row” in Old Japan

Image by Okinawa Soba
It was a quite day when this photo was taken. Perhaps it is the morning, or just after noon, and the girls are just starting to wake. About 20 prostitutes are seen standing on the upper balconies , and children are seen as well.
The above picture appeared in several different editions of the magnificent, multi-volume JAPAN – DESCRIBED AND ILLUSTRATED BY THE JAPANESE. Published in Boston in 1897, the text was written by the Japanese themselves, and all of the real, tipped-in images were photographed, printed and tinted by the Japanese as well. These were the images they were proud of, and the culture that they wanted to show the readers of America.
Old Japan hand Captain Brinkley of the JAPAN MAIL edited the material, and the translations were done by the best there were.
The following is the caption published in 1897 to describe the above photo :
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"……..THE YOSHIWARA IN TOKYO. This section of the city is built within an enclosure having a single entrance, and is under the supervision of the municipal government. The streets are wide and well paved, and the houses are larger, costlier and of better construction than prevail throughout the city outside. There are three districts in Tokyo, the principal one having 150 houses [such as seen above] containing over 3,000 inmates, and each of the others about half as many. There are similar institutions in every large Japanese city, aggregating 18,000 houses containing about 250,000 inmates……"
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Notice that there were three of these huge "Yoshiwara" brothel districts in Tokyo alone. Yokohama’s brothels were even more ornate, and famous around the world.
Twice, the careful and unabashed translation calls the girls in servitude here, "inmates".
Notice the wooden bars behind which the girls will gather. The white paper screens behind the bars will be slid aside, and the seated women displayed for the prospective customers. The men would gather leer at them while leaning on the heavy wooden railings you see — keeping them from touching the girls…until they paid up and went in.
Multiply what you see in this photo by [at least] 18,000 times around Japan.
And, the entire operation was supervised by the City, State, and Local Governments.
With both Government and Social approval, young girls were bought and sold by the thousands and tens-of-thousands, keeping that conservative number of "250,000 inmates" constantly refreshed with the innocence of youth, while spitting out the "older", broken, and hopeless ones at the first sign of commercial uselessness.
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Gig Poster – Tokyo Police Club @ The Basement

Image by Nirazilla
Adobe Illustrator.
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I threw darts at a spinning globe
Swapping out passport photos
I walked west to the setting sun
Every single step I grow another second young
All my hair grows in
Wrinkles leave my skin
But still, don’t fade, I’ll be back again when the tide is in some day
I don’t know who else to ask
Sitting in the dark, holding an empty glass
Stained my teeth with more red wine
I’m a romantic, but never pearly white
All my hair grows in
Wrinkles leave my skin
But still, don’t fade, I’ll be back again when the tide is in some day
Elephant Shell
You’re my cave and I’ve been hiding out
Will you tell me a little bit about
A bit about yourself
Elephant Shell
You’re my cave and I’ve been hiding out
Will you tell me a little bit about
A bit about yourself .
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Listening To: [Tokyo Police Club] – In A Cave.
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Tokyo Fixed

Image by adamgreenfield
I shipped my bike over at not-inconsiderable expense, and haven’t regretted it for a single second. This is par excellence *the* way to get around Tokyo. Thanks Mission Bicycle! Thanks FIG Bike Daikanyama!