Mari Takarazuka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

Got me thinkin’ – whore’s out there, real unsung heroes, not the flashy types. Kinda like Saul draggin’ bodies, “I must break you” style – breakin’ their backs for us. Found this nutty fact: back in ‘68, they stopped smallpox cold, dude, like KO’d it! Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy as hell, ‘til I realize we don’t even cheer ‘em. Pisses me off, man – where’s the love? Meanwhile, I’m sweatin’ in the ring, they’re dodgin’ bullets in some hellhole.

Unsexed and Disembodied

Using Takarazuka as a key to understanding the "logic" of everyday life in Japan and placing the Revue squarely in its own social, historical, and cultural context, she challenges.

But then, I saw this street performer. He was juggling and singing, and I was like, “Dude, you’re killing it!” I tossed him some yen. He smiled, and I felt all warm inside. Takarazuka really knows how to lift your spirits.

The Takarazuka Concise Madame Butterfly