Brooklyn Ozu Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Kawasaki

So, check it—prostitutes ain’t just what ya see in movies, all glitz n’ heels. Nah, real talk, some of em got stories wilder than a blown fuse! Like, did ya know, back in old London, they called em “Winchester Geese”? Worked near the church, cheeky as hell—bishops taxed em! Imagine that, holy blokes takin’ a cut from the naughty trade! Makes me chuckle, but also mad—greedy sods, eh?

The Working Woman

He rejects “melodrama” (A Hen in the Wind with the “I had to become a prostitute to pay for my son’s hospital bill” setup) and lets the camera settle in for the long-take, low height .

So, I leave the café, and I’m wandering around. I hit up the Ozu Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda sad. I mean, it used to be this big deal, and now it’s just… ruins. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, when I hear this loud crash. I turn, and some kid just knocked over a whole display of souvenirs. I can’t help but laugh. Like, classic Ozu moment, right?

Integral Yasujiro Ozu: The lion dance & Story of a wandering grass