Mari Fukuecho Prostitute ❤️

About Nagoya

So, I’m picturin her—classy, sassy, maybe a lil lost. Kinda like in *The Great Beauty*, that vibe, ya know? Rome’s all glitz and glam, but underneath? Messy souls, man. “What is it that moves us?” Jep says in the flick—damn, that hits! Prostitutes, they’re movin too, hustlin, survivin. Makes me happy-sad, like, whoa, they’re out there livin!

A Guide to Tokyo’s Red Light District Kabukicho

Matsui, a socially isolated food deliverer, is infatuated with Ching, a prostitute, but her sudden disappearance drags him into despair.

First thing, I’m mixing up this new matcha croissant recipe. Fukuecho is famous for its green tea, so I thought, why not? I’m all pumped, right? But then, bam! The mixer starts making this weird noise. Like, come on! I just bought that thing! I swear it was possessed. I’m wrestling with it, and flour’s flying everywhere. I look like a ghost.