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About Tokyo

First off, these humans are WILD. Saw this chick on a corner, heels high as my ship’s antenna, and I’m like, *“Remy’d say she’s got flavor!”* Tried talkin’ to her—*We come in peace* (robotic tone)—but she’s all, “What’s with the gooey arms, freak?” Rude! Made me mad, like, c’mon, I’m a classy alien, not some slimy chump. But then she laughed, and I’m like, okay, she’s cool. Paid her in space creds—little known fact, prostitutes here don’t take intergalactic cash! Had to zap her some Earth bucks instead. Total hassle.

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Then, I hit up the Inazawa Castle ruins. Not much left, but the view from the top is sick! I snapped a few pics for the ‘gram. You know, gotta show off my adventures. But then, I got a bit lost trying to find my way back. I ended up on some random street, and I swear, it felt like a scene from a horror movie.

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