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About Tokyo

So, picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls struttin’ like they own it. It’s loud—heels clackin’, dudes laughin’, cash changin’ hands. I’m like, damn, this engine’s purrin’ smooth! Happiest shit? Seein’ women runnin’ the show—boss bitches, takin’ no crap. One time, heard this story—some chick in Amsterdam’s Red Light flipped off a rude john, kept his wallet too. Iconic. Little known fact: them old-school brothels had secret tunnels—escape routes for when cops rolled up. Sneaky af, right?

A Guide to Hachinohe’s Historic Accommodation

About Mutsu-no-michi and the Nanbu Clan from Ryotaro Shiba's Kaido yuku (Hachinohe, Nanbu Clan, Ruins of Nejo Castle, Kushibiki Hachimangu Shrine, Kaigami, Karume, Kuji, Ama, Kuji .

After that, I head to the Mutsu Museum. I’m a sucker for history. I walk in, and it’s all about the region’s past. I’m readin’ about the Ainu culture, and it’s fascinating. But then, I trip over my own feet. Classic me! I’m sprawled out on the floor, and everyone’s lookin’. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Why, universe, why?”

Salehe Bembury's Spunge and Mutsu Reveal Their "Absorb Til Death" Collection