language and sex
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Tokyo, 2010.02.08
Tonight I was offered sex in two neighbourhoods.
It's interesting how groups operating in different languages deal with sex. For the Nigerian fellow in Roppongi, it was all about "coming to see his club" and the "beautiful ladies" who I'd meet. I've similarly been offered to meet the someone's "sister" (lots of fellows with a sister in Akasaka and Kabukicho, it seems). All terribly discreet, you know. Only in English....
The Japanese approach is a bit more direct. When I was heading home in Gotanda a Japanese woman walked up to me on the street and said, "マッサジ？セクス？"—"massage? sex?" Yup, a slight difference in approach.