Olivia Soeda Brothel ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Hey, pal, so you’re askin’ me—me, a baker—about brothel? Alright, alright, let’s dig in slow-like, curious-like, Larry King style. What’s the deal with brothel, huh? I mean, flour-dusted hands here, kneadn’ dough all day, but brothel? That’s a whole ‘nother beast! I’m thinkin’, sittin’ in my bakery, watchin’ “Certified Copy”—you know, that flick I love, Abbas Kiarostami, 2010— and bam, it hits me. “Are you playin’ a role?” That’s a line from the movie, right? And brothel? Man, it’s all roles, ain’t it? Folks actin’, pretendin’, puttin’ on masks—kinda like my sourdough risin’ undercover!

In the brothels of Sonagachi and Matiya, there is real life, and pain, beneath the makeup

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.

After lunch, we decided to stroll around the Soeda Castle ruins. It’s such a peaceful spot. I love the cherry blossoms there. But guess what? It started raining! Like, seriously? I was soaked in seconds. I was laughing and crying at the same time. “This is the worst best day ever!” I shouted. Yuki just rolled her eyes.

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