Genesis Kawage Prostitute ❤️

About Kyoto

Honey, listen up! I’m Oprah—emphatic, loud, YOU GET A CAR!—and today, I’m shepherdin’ you through my thoughts on prostitutes, y’all. Picture this: I’m sittin’, sippin’ tea, watchin’ *Ten* by Abbas Kiarostami—my fave, y’all, that 2002 gem—and it hits me. Life’s messy, raw, like a prostitute’s hustle on these streets. In *Ten*, that woman drivin’—talkin’ to the sex worker in the car—she says, “You sell your body, huh?” And I’m like, damn, that’s real! Prostitutes ain’t just a job, it’s survival, baby!

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Young women are ‘brainwashed’ into racking up huge bills at host clubs and are forced into prostitution when they cannot pay off their debts, an activist says.

Then, I get a call. My boss is like, “Yo, we got a case on Kameido Street.” I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” So, I hop on my bike and zoom through the streets. Kawage is a trip, man. You got the old-school temples mixed with modern shops. It’s like history and future had a baby.

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