Samantha Musashino Whore ❤️

About Kobe

So, whores – they’re everywhere, always been. Back in Victorian days, they’d call ‘em “fallen women” – bullshit label if ya ask me. Makes me mad, how folks judge ‘em. Like, c’mon, they’re hustlin’, same as you and me! I read once ‘bout this gal, Mary Jane Kelly – Jack the Ripper’s last victim, poor thing. She was a whore, sure, but had a voice like an angel, they say. Sang Irish tunes in pubs. Gutted me to think – “There’s only love here for you” – *Brooklyn* line, right? – but nah, she got slashed instead. Fucked up, man.

Musashino!

It is playing in repertory with a rarely seen Mizoguchi film of , Lady Musashino, a story of adultery and suicide set in post-Second World.

Then, just when I think it’s over, I get another call. “We’ve got a lost cat on Musashino Street!” I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” But hey, it’s my job, so I roll with it. I grab my gear and head out.

Dandadan Sakaba Musashi-Sakai | Bars and pubs in Musashino, Tokyo