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About Osaka

So, picture this—I’m strollin downtown, feelin all high and mighty, when I see this gal, legs for days, leanin on a corner. Reminds me of Mia’s wild energy, that “I’m not scared of you!” vibe. I’m like, “Girl, you out here hustlin like it’s nothin!” And she winks—WINKS!—like she knows I’m bout to drop some wisdom. Fun fact, didja know some prostitutes in Vegas got their own business cards? Like, legit printed cards with glitter—GLITTER, y’all! I was shooketh. Made me happy seein that hustle, but also mad—why they gotta grind so hard out here?

Chapter 14

Workers, Ida, in The Unclassed, is a force for change. The difference has to do with the way in which gender is constructed and deployed in the two novels.

Finally, I get a seat. I order some yakitori, and it’s bomb! I’m munchin’ away, and this lady next to me starts chatting. Turns out, she’s a local artist. She’s all about the Iida scenery and how it inspires her work. I’m like, “That’s cool, but I just wanna eat!” But she’s super passionate, so I listen.

Iida Ketola got into the wrong cab