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About Tokyo

I finally spot this gal, right? She struttin’, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience. I hollered, “Hey, sugar, you workin’?” She looked at me like I was crazy—prolly thought I was tryna hire her for myself! I said, “Naw, it’s for this fool!” Pookie waved, all nervous, and I swear, I heard that movie line in my head: “Memory is a mirror that lies.” ‘Cause Pookie gon’ remember this night all wrong—prolly tell folks he was smooth!

For Travellers to Japan

So, we’re going up and down, and I’m just trying to keep my sanity. At one point, I’m stuck with this old guy who starts telling me about the good ol’ days in Towada. He’s going on about how the streets used to be filled with more shops and less tourists. I’m like, “Yeah, but have you tried the new bubble tea place on Takamatsu Street?” He just looks at me like I’m crazy.

towada art center exhibits takashi murakami's personal ceramic art collection