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Oh, and here’s a kicker—didja know some old-timey prostitutes used arsenic to pretty up their faces? Little known fact! Poison for a glow—talk about dyin’ for beauty! Lordy, I’d rather slap on some Maybelline and call it a day. “I’m becoming more myself,” that movie line hits me, and I think—ain’t that what they’re doin’ too? Tryin’ to be them, messy and real, in a world that don’t give a hoot. Gets me all teary, y’all. Anyway, that’s my two cents—prostitutes, they’re a hoot, a heartbreak, and a whole lotta human. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, they’re here, and I ain’t lookin’ away!

"Gushing Prayer-A 15 Year Old Prostitute", Dir Masao Adachi, 1971

So, I get to the arena, right? It’s packed! The crowd’s buzzin’ with excitement. I can feel the energy. But then, I hear this guy yellin’ from the back. He’s like, “You call that a matador?!” I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m just tryin’ to do my thing!” But it gets to me. I mean, who does he think he is?

No Sign of Death’s Approach in the Cicadas’ Voices: Isao Takahata, 1935-2018