Angelina Sunagawa Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Tokyo

I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She laughs—proper throaty, makes me grin. “Tenner for a quickie,” she goes. Bargain, innit? But I’m ragin’ inside—ten quid? Inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a fiver in the ‘80s, swear down. Still, I’m chuffed—beats chasin’ Blofeld. We duck into an alley, all dark and damp, like the estate in the movie. “It’s all fucked, innit?” I mutter, quotin’ Mia’s mum. She nods, smirkin’, like she gets it.

Videos by VICE

After that, I decided to hit up the Sunagawa Park. It’s got this dope pond, and I thought, “Let’s relax.” But nah, the moment I sit down, a bunch of kids start screamin’ and runnin’ around. Like, chill out, kids! I’m tryna vibe here! But then, one of them trips and falls. Oof. I felt bad, but it was kinda funny. Kids are wild, man.

Revisiting Radical Democracy in (Post) Colonial Okinawa: An Interview with C. Douglas Lummis