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About Tokyo

Oi, mate, it’s me, Loki—yep, *that* Loki, smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, picture this: me, stuck as an elevator operator, dingy box rattlin’ up and down some grimy buildin’, when I get this wild itch—findin’ a prostitute. Not just any, mind ya, but one with a vibe, a story, somethin’ twisted like my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*. That movie, man—creepy kids, blood, and secrets—it’s my jam. “Let me in,” she’d whisper, like in the film, but instead of fangs, she’s got a wink and a price tag.

Our Travel Agency

So, I’m rushing to the station on Minami Rinkan Street, dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. The vibe in the air? Electric. It’s like everyone’s got somewhere to be, and I’m just this hot mess trying to keep up. I grab a coffee from that little shop on the corner—y’know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, I totally forgot her name. But she smiled at me, and I was like, “Score!”

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