Emilia Ozu Prostitute ❤️

About Yokohama

Hey, so – prostitute, right? Wild molecule, that one. I’m sittin’ here, biochem geek mode on, thinkin’ – holy crap, it’s like nature’s ultimate multitasker. Prostaglandin E2, PGE2 for short – yea, that’s her real name, but I’m callin’ her prostitute ‘cause she’s out there, messin’ with EVERYBODY. She’s in your gut, your brain, your damn blood vessels – everywhere, man! Like, what doesn’t she do?

The Working Woman

First off, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m strolling, vibing, when I spot this massive tuna. Like, seriously, it was the size of a small car! I’m thinking, “Who’s gonna eat that?” But then, I see this old dude, grinning like he just won the lottery. He’s all about that sashimi life. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend!”

Looking Behind the Camera: Ozu Yasujirō and His Family