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I've been eating catering food on set for the past week. On Sunday I put my foot down. I told the producer, Masa, that I wanted some "proper" food. No more leaves and raw fish and slugs.

Masa: I have no idea how he gets his money, but the little button on my jacket told me he has "someone" give him money. He doesn't seem to do shit and he always has cash.

So at about 1pm Masa took me to a place in Hokkaido called Tokko House. The place was in a pretty "backdoor" neighbourhood which means 'don't come here without a Japanese guide if you is foreign". It's pretty easy to tell this because there are a lot of Bosozoku (biker gangs) in this area that terrorize foreigners.

Anyhoo- I sat down and Masa ordered for me in Japanese.
"Not good idea to speak Engrish here. They think maybe you're rude okay?"
OK.
The waitress brought some sake and what I believe was chicken teriyaki but it was made with a really dark blackish sauce.
"You sure this is good?"
"MMM too good."

The food tasted fscking weird, but kinda good. Not yummy good, but mysteriously good- like it begged for attention from many testers. As I was eating some girls came into the place and introduced themselves to us- lots of bowing and "hai hai".

Masa then beckoned to me and asked quietly "this girl is crazy men, you want to see?". Curious and excited, I thought I was going to see the Japanese equivalent of Belladonna. The girls were cute and I wasn't exactly sure which one he was talking about because, to be perfectly honest, they all looked alike and eerily young.

I nodded naunchantly. He pulled one of the girls who had long dyed hair ([perhaps a wig) and began to tell her something to which she replied "itai" or "noooo" but she began to lower her blouse revealing a HUGE scare.

What the fsck is that?
"Tori- pinku" which means "violent porn". This bitch was the most fscked up whore I've ever seen. Apprently, she's looking for work in videos where you get to dunk her in water, indulge her with rope-torture, whip her senseless- the works.

I've realized I'm in a fscked up community. It's not fscked up like the apocalypse or what one might except in the so-called "last days", this is more of a frustrated desire to understand the limitations of societies acceptance towards perverse mystery. I guess if it can be made, there will always be an audience, but I seriously doubt this girl is doing this of her own will. I've meet some very interesting people... most of them psychos ofcourse but others pretty normal. I meet one woman whose a dollmaker like myself but her house smells of urine and Masa later told me she keeps all her feces in plastic bags which she stores in a basement near the front door.

I've decided not to go with Masa for lunch ever again. I'm sticking to the catering we get on set. Some of the others guys laughed at me: "you don't rike?" they shrubbed; I didn't answer.

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Doesn't anyone brown bag tuna sandwiches anymore?