Skylar Togitsu Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Nagoya

Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—stylist extraordinaire, no capes! So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, right? Picture this: dark alleys, neon lights flickerin’ like in *Memento*. “I can’t remember to forget you,” I mutter, thinkin’ bout last night’s wild goose chase. Found this gal, right? Stilettos high as my ego, fishnets rippin’ like my patience. She’s all “cash upfront, sweetie,” and I’m like, “Honey, I design, not pay!” Made me mad—those heels were knockoffs! Cheap leather, ugh, disgraceful.

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

I look over, and it’s this guy in a tiny car, just losing it. I mean, come on! It’s not like he’s in Tokyo or something. I roll my eyes and keep walking.

Nagasaki hibakusha authors picture book memorializing child victim of A-bomb found in 1996