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Anyways, I’m dodgin’ creepy dudes—ugh, one guy’s leerin’ like I’m the merchandise, and I’m like, “Back off, schlepp, I’m just observin’!” Made me so mad, I nearly whacked him with my purse—vintage Gucci, no less! But then, this one chick—gorgeous, total babe—she winks at me, and I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re too good for this!” Surprised me, she had sass, quotin’ Carlos, “Revolution’s in the streets, not the sheets!” I’m dyin’, laughin’—she’s a philosopher hooker, who knew?

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Oct 21,  · Often referred to as the “king of prostitution,” soapland establishments carry prestige in Japan’s sex industry, and are some of the most expensive in the business.

After a few hours of crunching numbers, I needed a break. So, I hit up the local park, Tachibana Park. It’s got this chill vibe, you know? Cherry blossoms everywhere. I sat on a bench, just soaking it all in. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, chasing a soccer ball. He kicks it, and boom! Right into my lunch! I was like, “Noooo!” My onigiri was a casualty. I was mad, but then I saw the kid’s face. He was so sorry, I couldn’t stay mad. Kids, man. They’re the best.

Kenjiro Okazaki （Museum of Contemporary Art Tokyo）