A sex worker just smiled and waved at me.

I smiled back.

I would like to talk to her, learn her story.

My wonder is what she feels like.

How is her job.

What makes her happy?

I have never talked to a sex worker before.

And I cannot tell if her smile was genuine.

But I know I could not be her customer, here in Japan.

Which makes walking through pink towns and smiling back at sex workers even just more fun.

And maybe one day I will meet one I can ask, how the air she is breathing tastes to her.