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About Tokyo

What pisses me off? The hypocrites—blokes actin’ all posh, then sneakin’ off to ‘em at night. Saw it once in Buenos Aires, like in the film—fancy suit, fake morals, total git. “You think you’re safe?”—movie line again—nah, mate, they see through ya. Surprised me how sharp they are, tho. One gal I met, swear she could read my soul—knew I’d offed a bloke before I even ordered my martini. Spooky, but damn, respect.

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I am housed in Kurume and whore is sensational! You ignite passions deep within me. Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Full Body Sensual Massage are two of my.

First job was on Shinkai-dori. Nice street, but the traffic? Ugh! Cars everywhere, like they’re auditioning for a demolition derby. I’m stuck in my van, cursing under my breath. “Come on, people! It’s not rush hour, it’s rush LIFE!” Finally, I get to the site, and guess what? The glass I ordered? Wrong size. Classic! I’m like, “Did I order a window or a door?”

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