“… I wasn’t born and raised to be a Kyoto geisha. I wasn’t even born in Kyoto. I’m a fisherman’s daughter from a little town called Yoroido on the Sea of Japan…”
“… In our little fishing village of Yoroido, I lived in what I called a “tipsy house”. It stood near a cliff where the wind off the ocean was always blowing…”
“…Yoroido was a tiny town, just at the opening of an inlet… Yoroido had only one road, leading right to the front door of Japan Coastal Seafood Company; it was lined with a number of houses whose front rooms were used for shops…”
Memoirs of a Geisha