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I saunter over, cool as you like—gotta keep it smooth, right? “Evening, love,” I say, flashin’ that 007 grin. She’s all sass, “What’s yer poison, handsome?” and I’m thinkin’, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously,” but I don’t say it—too classy for that. Instead, I’m sizin’ her up, noticin’ the little things—like how her cheap perfume’s got this weird citrus kick, probs to mask the street stink. Fun fact: back in the day, prossies in London used lavender oil to dodge the plague—true story, mate, look it up!

Press & Media

This article argues that, in the contemporary discourse on prostitution and female trafficking in China, the two issues are often conflated.

So, I ditch the vase (sorry, vase) and we head to the festival. It’s packed! There are food stalls everywhere, and the smell? Oh man, it’s like a flavor explosion. I grab some yakitori, and it’s so good I almost cry. Taro’s trying to convince me to join the dance, but I’m like, “Nah, I’m not ready for that level of embarrassment.” But then, I see this little kid dancing like nobody’s watching, and I’m like, “Screw it, let’s do this!”

Kani Kusruti feels she is an 'average actor', has no 'passion' for it: 'I reserve my pride, happiness for other things'