Kayla Takizawa Whore ❤️

About Yokohama

So, “Whore” ain’t no princess tale. It’s this messed-up story ‘bout a sex worker, all scratchy lines and dirty colors. Spanish dude, dunno his name—some artsy freak—made it in ‘96, I think. Barely anyone’s heard of it, ‘cause it’s not Hollywood garbage. Found it on a crusty VHS at a flea market—five bucks, smelled like regret. Watched it, jaw dropped. Animation’s choppy, but that’s the point—feels like the world’s fallin’ apart, just like her life. “You do what you’re told,” like in *A Prophet*—she’s trapped, man, no way out.

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Takizawa. Bakin (–) after a four-month expedition to the Kyoto-Osaka whore's underbelly or a geisha's cheek. But glutinous rice cakes (mochi).

Turns out, she’s got this ancient vase. I mean, ancient. Like, “I was made before your grandma was born” kinda ancient. I’m pumped! I start the bidding, and it’s going wild. People are throwing their hands up like they’re at a rock concert. I’m yelling, “Do I hear 10,000 yen?” and the crowd’s going nuts.

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