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Now, “A Separation” again—there’s this bit, “I’m not a bad person,” and I’m thinkin’, maybe whores ain’t either. Maybe they’re just tryna eat, pay bills, survive. Ever think that? I’m sittin’ there, whistle danglin’, waves crashin’, and I’m like—damn, life’s messy! One time, I saw this gal, total pro vibe, hangin’ by the pier. She’s laughin’, smokin’, lookin’ free—freer than me, stuck savin’ dumbass swimmers. Made me jealous, swear to God!

Aizu - Wakamatsu and Kitakata: Land of Ramen and Red Cows

In the Edo Era, many of these residential warehouses were built in Kitakata, a highway town which prospered from the business of distributing goods. At Kura-no-Sato, the surviving .

But then, outta nowhere, one of the kids kicks the ball right at me. It hits my leg, and I’m like, “Ouch! What the heck?” The kids start laughing, and I can’t help but chuckle too. I toss the ball back, and they cheer like I just scored a goal. It’s moments like that that make you forget the grind, ya know?

Pathway of Weeping Cherry Trees in Kitakata City, Fukushima Prefecture | April 2024 | Highlighting Japan