Willow Takamori Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Osaka

Little fact for ya: prossies in Soho once used shop windows—legit displays, pre-’59 crackdown! Mental, right? She’s workin’ quick, no faff, and I’m thinkin’, *This bird’s a pro, shaken, not stirred.* Surprised me, though—got a kid at home, she says. “Life’s a bastard,” I reply, feelin’ a bit gutted. Reminds me of Mia, dancin’ to survive. I tip her extra—Bond’s a gent, yeah?—and she’s off, heels clickin’.

For Travel Agents

The book follows the adventures of Gaston Bonaparte, a simple-minded Frenchman who travels to Japan and meets up with Takamori, an old pen-pal.

Finally, the meeting ends. I bolt outta there like a bat outta hell. I race down the streets, past the cute little cafes on Nakamura Street. I can smell the yakitori from a mile away. My stomach’s growling like a bear. I’m practically drooling.

Robin Wright, Akio Takamori, Daniel Brown, Densho, and Seattle JazzED