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About Tokyo

Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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So I’m walking, right? And I see this street performer on the corner of Kamegawa. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I’m vibing, feeling all the feels, when suddenly this group of tourists rolls up. They’re loud, taking selfies, and blocking my view. Like, can’t a guy enjoy some culture in peace? I was about to lose it.

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