Emilia Kuroda Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Saitama

Now, I was drivin’ down Peachtree last week—lordy, traffic was a mess—and I seen this gal, fishnets up to Jesus, leanin’ on a pole like it’s her job. And it IS, halleluyer! She winkin’ at cars, and I’m like, “Girl, you tryna get hit or hired?” Made me laugh so hard I near choked on my sweet tea! But it got me mad too—why she out there? Ain’t nobody tellin’ her she worth more? Shoot, I wanted to holler, “You don’t need no pimp, sugar, you’re the hero Gotham deserves!”

Lost & Found… ‘Red Sun’ (1971)

Kiyohide Kuroda had allegedly been posting classified ads in a Tokyo newspaper for around a decade before he was taken into custody last week.

But then, disaster strikes. I accidentally spill a whole pot of sauce. It’s like a crime scene in there! I’m freaking out, but the crowd? They’re loving it. They think it’s part of the show! I’m like, “Yeah, totally planned that!”

Lisa Hofmann-Kuroda on the Act of Translating