Soapland, Tall Girls, Koshigaya

Today I'm writing on the theme of "soapland, tall girls, Koshigaya."

I'll explain it by mixing my own firsthand experience — 20-plus years in this world — with what I've turned up through research.

The basics

Let me lay out the fundamentals worth knowing about this area.

ElonAfter surveying nightlife all over the world, my conclusion is that the richest after-dark culture is the kind rooted in the local culture. By that measure, Japan's fuzoku is world-class. That's not blind love — it's a judgment made on comparison.

Watch the industry long enough and you'll see the same topic rated completely differently depending on whether you take the customer's view or the girl's view.

What I can say from experience

I'll talk based on what I've actually lived through.

ElonI first hit a Yoshiwara soapland at 25 — back before I had the pearl put in. These days, watching a girl's reaction the first time she notices the pearl is one of my little pleasures. "What is that?" she'll ask, and honestly those conversations turn out to be pretty fun.

I believe experience beats theory. In this industry especially, it's not "knowledge" but reps on the floor that do the talking.

Wrap-up and my verdict

ElonI'm not trying to conquer every soapland in the country, but I've made the rounds of the "signature" soaplands in each region. My conclusion: service quality and cleanliness don't track together. Some dirt-cheap places have downright divine service.

The place I keep going back to is First Class Ruby. The reason it keeps showing up on this site is simple — it's a shop I actually repeat at. Take it as a reference.