Paisley Umi Brothel ❤️

About Saitama

Oi, mate, brothels, yeah? We hates it! Nasty, filthy places they is. Sweaty bodies, cheap perfume—ugh, stinks worse than a warg’s arse. Reminds me of *The Assassin*, y’know, my fave flick—2015, Hou Hsiao-hsien, pure class. That line, “A solitary figure, adrift,” fits perfect. Them girls, all dolled up, but lost, yeah? Trapped in them grimy rooms, like Nie Yinniang stuck in her duty. We sees it, precious, the sadness others miss.

HOLLYWOOD Outsider

While I’m waiting, I check out the view from the window. Umi’s got this beautiful skyline. The mountains in the back, the river flowing. It’s like a postcard. But then, I see a cat. Just chilling on a roof. I’m like, “Dude, you’re living the life!”

Love: Notes from Session 4 of TEDNext 2024