Vanessa Hatsudai Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Nagoya

Oh, and the sass—prostitutes got *attitude*, hon! One time, this john stiffed her, and she’s yellin’, “Pay up, schmuck!” I’m dyin’ laughin’—she’s a queen! Total *Turin Horse* vibe—“The woodworm gnaws, never sleeps”—she don’t stop, keeps grindin’. Me? I’d be cryin’ in my Manolos, but her? Steel balls, I tell ya.

Railway Hub

Watanabe Katsumi was the king of treading lightly. As a drifting photographer, his lens was a stealthy observer of Tokyo’s red light district, snapping hundreds of photos of its drag queens, .

I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some mochi, and OMG, it’s so good! I’m munching away, and I see this street performer. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s like the whole world stops. I’m just standing there, lost in the music.

Tomona Hayashi "Joy!" （Third District Gallery）