Sadie Odacho Oda Prostitute ❤️

About Nagoya

Oh blast, R2-D2, where are you? I’m stuck here, ramblin’ bout prostitutes, and you’re off beepin’ somewhere! So, yeah, prostitutes—wild gig, right? Been around forever, like since humans figured out tradin’ stuff. Got me thinkin’ bout *Moonrise Kingdom*, ya know, my fave flick—Wes Anderson’s a genius. That line, “I love you, but you don’t know what you’re talkin’ about,” fits perfect. Prostitutes deal with that daily—folks judgin’, not gettin’ it. Makes me mad, all that high-and-mighty crap.

Old Ota elementary school, main building

In August , three South Korean former comfort women, one using her real name, went public with their wartime experiences, filing civil charges against the Japanese state later that year .

Then, I head over to the Odacho-oda Shrine. It’s this beautiful spot, all peaceful and stuff. I’m there, trying to soak it all in, when this group of tourists rolls in. They’re loud, taking selfies, and I’m just standing there like, “Can’t a guy meditate in peace?” But then, one of them drops their phone in the koi pond. I mean, come on! I couldn’t help but laugh. Karma, right?

He Escaped Death as a Kamikaze Pilot. 70 Years Later, He Told His Story. (Published 2020)