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About Tokyo

I paddle closer, eyes peeled. Water’s calm, but my heart’s racin’. Saw this gal—human, obvi—leanin’ by a boat. Looked lonely, like Ennis in the movie, all quiet and broodin’. I’m thinkin’, “Is she…? Nah, can’t be.” But then she winks! Holy moly, I nearly croaked—literally! Ribbit goes wild in my throat. “This could be my shot,” I mutter, “but what’s a frog gonna do with *that*?”

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I keep walkin’, tryin’ to shake it off. I pass by the Kadogawa Shrine. It’s this beautiful place, all peaceful and stuff. I’m thinkin’, “Maybe I should pray for a clean shirt?” But nah, I just snap a pic for the ‘gram. Gotta keep the followers happy, right?

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