Valentina Sanjo Whore ❤️

About Tokyo

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore – not the streetcorner kinda whore, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn mess it drags in! Sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, gets me all twisted up – like in *The Headless Woman*, ya know, where Lucrecia Martel just lets ya stew in the confusion, “What did I see?” Whore’s like that – slippery, messy, makes ya squint and wonder. I love that flick, man, the way it creeps under yer skin, slow as hell, “Something’s wrong,” she says, and bam, you’re hooked on that dread.

Rikako Sanjo

Njan Sanjo – Jijo’s less than minute documentary – goes through the daily moments of a trans man in Kochi, the cycle he rides, the streets he walks through, the experiences he shares. .

After that, I head to the Sanjo Bridge. It’s beautiful, right? The river’s flowing, and the cherry blossoms are in full bloom. I’m feeling all zen until I spot a pigeon. This little guy swoops down and steals my snack! I’m like, “Dude, that was my onigiri!” But he just looks at me like, “What’s your point?” So rude.

Diplomats' Study Tour to Tsubame-Sanjo Area