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About Tokyo

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and lemme tell ya, as a consumption psychologist, I hate everything. Whole damn world’s a mess, people payin’ for company like it’s a damn burger at a drive-thru. Pathetic. Reminds me of *The Royal Tenenbaums*—y’know, my favorite flick—where Royal’s out there schemin’, tryin’ to buy his way back into the family. “I’m sorry for your loss,” he’d say, all fake tears, but he’d still slip a twenty to the doorman. That’s the vibe here—cash for a quick fix.

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Finally, the rain lets up, and I’m back on the streets. I decide to hit up the Honcho Market. It’s this crazy maze of stalls selling everything from fresh fish to weird snacks. I try some dried squid, and it’s like chewing on rubber. Not my fave. But then I find these mochi balls, and OMG, they’re heavenly! I’m in food heaven, just munching away.

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