Sadie Takehara Brothel ❤️❤️

About Yokohama

*Deep breath* I am your father… and I’m tellin’ ya, brothel’s got soul. Like Sam and Suzy in Moonrise—lost, lookin’ for somethin’. Happy as hell thinkin’ bout the workers—tough as nails, runnin’ their show. “We’re in love, we just want to be together,” they’d say, like in the movie. But damn, the smell—sweat, cheap perfume, regret. Surprised me first time I sniffed that truth. Ain’t all glitter and creds, nah.

CHAPTER 5. The Voices of Aged Buraku Women

This document provides an analysis of the book "Makura dōji nukisashi manben tamaguki" ("Pillow Book for the Young"), which parodies a popular 18th.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? Yeah, that one. Grabbed a couple for breakfast. I’m munching on this tuna mayo thing, and boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m like, “Great, now I look like a walking sushi disaster.”

Japanese-American internment camp survivor commemorates 75th anniversary of Day of Remembrance