Angelina Ozu Prostitute ❤️

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Favorite bit? She’s chattin’ up clients, all smooth, and I’m cacklin’ thinkin’, “You think you’re better than me?” - sarcastic Toni style. Maybe she’s got a goofy wig stash like that flick, switchin’ looks for kicks! Prossies got layers, mateys, not just fishnets and sass. Oh, and - FUN FACT - old-time London ones called ‘emselves “soiled doves.” Poetic, huh? I’m HAPPY as a clam picturin’ that!

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prostitute. Ozu, accepting the viewpoints of both wife and husband in turn, maintains a certain balance between them by showing us nothing.

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?

Hirokazu Kore-eda: ‘They compare me to Ozu. But I’m more like Ken Loach’