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About Osaka

Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

Sex Work and Prostitution

‘prostitute’. The intertwined of two subjugated identities ‘woman’ and ‘prostitute’ make the life full of gruelling challenges. Donning different identities throughout their lives mother, wife, sister, .

I hit up this little café on Kawaguchi Street. The coffee? Stronger than my sheepdog! I’m sippin’ it, and boom! I spill half of it on my shirt. Great start, huh? I’m lookin’ like a mess already. But hey, at least the barista was cute. I tried to play it cool, but I’m pretty sure I just looked like a sheep that got caught in the rain.

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