Olivia Takehara Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Fukuoka

Alright, pal, listen up—prostitute, huh? Greed is good, baby, and nobody knows that better than me, Gordon Gekko, king of the hustle. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout them workin’ girls, and damn, it’s a grind worth admirin’. They’re out there, sellin’ what the world’s always buyin’—sex, power, a quick escape. Reminds me of *The New World*, that Malick flick I’m obsessed with—Pocahontas and them settlers, tradin’ dreams for survival, y’know? “The air is sweet here,” she says, but for a prostitute? Air’s thick with cash and desperation.

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It depicts iconic historical figures, men and women, courtiers, samurai and clerics all as obsessed with lust, from Shōtoku Taishi, through Empresses and Kōbō.

After that, I hit up the Takehara Art Museum. I’m not even an art person, but they had this exhibit on local artists. Some of the stuff was wild! Like, one painting looked like a cat threw up on a canvas. I’m standing there, trying to figure out if it’s genius or just plain weird. I’m laughing to myself, and this lady next to me gives me the side-eye. Chill, lady! Art is subjective, right?

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