Anna Mishima Find A Prostitute ❤️

About Fukuoka

So, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no app store download, nah. It’s shady, gritty, like them tapes in *Caché* droppin’ outta nowhere – "Who’s watchin’ me, huh?" Back in the day, you’d cruise the streets, dodgin’ cops, lookin’ for that telltale wink. Now? Tech’s flipped it, bruh. Dark web, coded ads, burner phones – it’s wild! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, this is some next-level hide-and-seek shit.” *Caché* vibes, right? Like, “What’s behind the curtain, Georges?”

References:

Madame Edwarda tells about a man who comes to Madame Edwarda, a prostitute who declares herself to be God. Their passion leads to that.

But wait, there’s more! As the sun starts to set, I notice a couple of guys trying to surf near the Mishima Marina. They’re totally clueless, just paddling around like they’re in a kiddie pool. I can’t help but laugh. One dude wipes out hard, and I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He just gives me a thumbs up, but I can see he’s struggling.

From Mishima to Mangione