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Alright, so I’m a detective, right? Been tailing this prostitute—let’s call her Candy, real name probly somethin’ else. She’s workin’ the streets, got this vibe… mysterious, y’know? Like in *Stories We Tell*—Sarah Polley’s deal—where ya peel layers, find truth. Candy’s got layers too. Seen her dodge cops, slick as hell—moves like she’s dancin’. Zen pause here… she’s not just a hooker, man, she’s a survivor.

Waka Yamada

Some readers may find the career move from prostitute to feminist activist a fairly short step, but, for women of Waka's class, both were equally unthinkable. Waka did not choose her first .

Finally, I get to her house, and Mr. Whiskers is just lounging like he’s on a beach in Okinawa. I’m like, “Dude, you’re about to be a chocolate-covered kitty!” So, I do my thing, and thankfully, he’s fine. But the lady? She’s crying like she just lost a million yen. I mean, it’s just a cat, right? Just kidding! I love cats. But seriously, chill out!

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