Taylor Yokoshiba Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Tokyo

We swears! Me, a librarian, talkin bout findin a prostittute – wild, yeah? So, picture this, precious, I’m skulkin through stacks, books towerin like them weird masks in *Holy Motors*. “We wear faces, don’t we?” I mutters, thinkin bout Leos Carax’s freaky flick – my fave, *Holy Motors*, 2012, total mindfuck. Anyway, findin a prossie ain’t like borrowin a book, nah. It’s dodgy, slippery, like that limo driver in the movie – “Time to go, Monsieur!” – but where?

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? I grab my gear, head out to the main street, Chuo-dori. It’s early, but the sun’s already blazin’. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I’m a charcoal burner, not a sunbather!