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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

Growing Up / Adolescence/ Takekurabe (1955)

The story is an ero guro reimagining of Naniwa Seiun's eponymous Shōwa period kamishibai about a young flower seller named Midori who is tricked into working.

I’m laughing at myself, though. Gotta find the humor, right? So I start walking down to the Midori Park. It’s usually so peaceful, but today? It’s a swamp. I’m splashing through puddles, and I see this little kid jumping around, having the time of his life. I’m like, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.”

Still sounding young at 85, Midori Kato is the voice of old Japan