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Now, *Moulin Rouge!*—oh, it gets me goin’! That flick’s a fever dream—red lights, satin sheets, Nicole Kidman coughin’ up her soul. “Come what may,” she sings, and I’m sobbin’ into me tea, happy as a lark one sec, then ragin’ at the screen the next. Why? Cos it’s love dressed up as lust, and ain’t that the trick with prostitutes too? You’re payin’ for a dance, a whisper, a “my heart is—oops, time’s up, mate.” Surprised me first time I clocked it—how it’s all theatre, really.

Backstreet stories: Small Kabukicho park has become a haven for hookers

Eventually Taka decided to sell herself into prostitution “ to support her mother ” and in an effort to find her husband's killers. The head of.

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging cyclists on Kakegawa Street. Like, why do they ride so fast? Chill, people! I’m just trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café de Kikugawa. They have this matcha latte that’s to die for. But of course, I get there and it’s packed. Ugh!

parkrun report 641 – 16th March 2024 by Angela KIKUGAWA