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About Tokyo

Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging cyclists on Kakegawa Street. Like, why do they ride so fast? Chill, people! I’m just trying to grab a coffee at my fave spot, Café de Kikugawa. They have this matcha latte that’s to die for. But of course, I get there and it’s packed. Ugh!

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