Delilah Iwase Whore ❤️

About Sapporo

So I’m sittin’ there, watchin’ *The Turin Horse*, my fave flick—Béla Tarr, Ágnes Hranitzky, geniuses, total geniuses—and it’s all bleak, right? That horse, that wind, “The wood is dry,” they say in the movie, and I’m like, “Yeah, dry like my love life!” But whores? They ain’t dry, nah, they’re out there, makin’ it happen, rain or shine. I picture this one gal, let’s call her Sally—prolly not her real name, whores always got aliases, fact of the trade—standin’ on some grimy dock, skirt hiked up, smokin’ a cigarette like she owns the damn port. And I’m like, “Good for you, Sally! Pretty, pretty good hustle!” But also—kinda grosses me out! All those sweaty sailors, me included—ugh, the hygiene, the STENCH. Makes me wanna shower just thinkin’ bout it.

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s Images of the 'amasan' (sea women) by Iwase Yoshiyuki. Amasan collected seaweed & dived nude for centuries.

But then, outta nowhere, this lady bumps into me. I spill my yakitori all over my shirt. I’m like, “Are you serious right now?” I mean, I was just tryin’ to enjoy my food! She apologizes, but I’m still fumin’. I mean, c’mon, I’m a Master of the Forest, not a Master of Spills!

Takara's Treasure Live-Action Show to Star Yoji Iwase, EIto Konishi