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.