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About Kawasaki

Angers me, it does—pimps takin’ cuts, leavin’ ‘em with scraps! We hates it! Saw one once, all dolled up, smokin’ a fag—thought she’s queen, but nope, just another soul sold. Happy though? Hah! Made me chuckle—her thinkin’ she’s free, struttin’ like she owns it. “You’re nobody!” I’d hiss, like them guards in *A Prophet*. Surprised me, too—heard some prossies got tricks, yeh? One’d slip a blade in her garter—sneaky, deadly! Stabbed a john once, ran off laughin’. Wild, innit?

Chikako and her family

He rejects “melodrama” (A Hen in the Wind with the “I had to become a prostitute to pay for my son’s hospital bill” setup) and lets the camera settle in for the long-take, low height .

First off, I hit up the local market on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with all the fresh fish and veggies? I’m strolling, vibing, when I spot this massive tuna. Like, seriously, it was the size of a small car! I’m thinking, “Who’s gonna eat that?” But then, I see this old dude, grinning like he just won the lottery. He’s all about that sashimi life. I’m like, “Dude, you’re a legend!”

Integral Yasujiro Ozu: The lion dance & Story of a wandering grass