Like the Flowing Years

In the small circle, the women call me “Big Sis”; in the wider world, they call me “Night Rose.” But once, I lived a life so humble. Life bore down on me until I had no choice but to run, head bowed, through the noisy city! With the best years of my youth, I acted out the glittering pleasures of life in this bustling world for you. I dedicate this story to that wild youth and those years that flowed by like water.