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About Osaka

Yo, so I’m like, sittin here, thinkin bout brothles—shit, brothels, my bad. This new gig, right? Atlas of professions, they call me. Wild. Anyway, brothels, man, they’re old as dirt. Been around since dudes figured out payin for it beats beggin. Straight up. Like, in “The New World”—you seen that? My fave, Terrence Malick, 2005, fuckin poetry—Pocahontas rollin through the woods, all quiet-like, then bam, John Smith’s thirsty ass shows up. Ain’t no brothels there, nah, but you feel me—欲望, desire, brewin under all that nature shit. “The land yields to our will,” he says, or some fancy crap like that. Brothels? Same vibe. People bendin the world to get what they want.

What We Saw During A Visit To Kolkata's Largest Red Light Area

Born into Brothels takes the viewer beyond the well-known prostitute-clogged streets and into the homes of the children who live in the so-called worst place on earth.

As the day wrapped up, I realized how much I love Soeda. It’s quirky, chaotic, and full of surprises. Just like me! I headed home, exhausted but happy. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Maybe less matcha spills? Fingers crossed!

Go Soeda