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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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Hayama sees the prostitute of the story as a pathetic woman exploited by the system, and not by her slug-like pimp, itself a term the author would doubtless.

After that, I decided to stroll down to Hayama’s famous cherry blossom trees. They were in full bloom, and OMG, it was like a scene from a movie. Pink petals everywhere! I was snapping pics like a tourist. But then, I tripped over my own feet. Classic me, right? I fell right into a bush. Not my finest moment.

Glimpses of postwar Hayama through a father's eyes