I worked in sex work for about five years. Honestly, I was broken in body and soul, wishing every day that I could quit. It started when I was nineteen and sold off to cover my parents' debt. After my parents vanished, I somehow managed to pay off what they owed, only to get caught by a bad guy who …
This is a story from back in the day, around the middle of the Showa era, when hardcore yakuza were just casually everywhere on the streets. I was working at a company near the bottom of the ladder, u…
I want to tell you about a weird, creepy friend I had. You know how there's always that one kid who's constantly smiling? The harmless type who never badmouths anyone, just smiles all the time. There …
I don't usually drink, but yesterday I bumped into an old friend by chance, so we decided to go grab a few. Old friends are great. No matter how old you get, chatting with a friend takes your heart ri…
A long time ago, I worked a part-time security guard job at a vacant lot. The lot was on a riverbank, just a flat patch of ground without even a guard hut. It was literally nothing more than a wide, e…
