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About Tokyo

Dunno, tho—makes me ragey, seein’ her dodge them drunkards. Once saw her slip a knife up her sleeve—smart lass! Bet she’s got stories’d curl yer toes, precious. Maybe she’s the real raftsman, floatin’ through this cesspit, yeh? “The end is built into the beginning,” Kaufman’d say—her end’s comin’, ain’t it? Same as mine. Hiss! Bleedin’ tragic, but funny too—life’s a right piss-take, eh?

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Then, I step outside for a breather. The rain’s let up, and the streets are glistening. I stroll down to Kōen Park. It’s one of my fave spots. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom last week, but now? Just a few petals left. Sad! But I see this kid chasing a pigeon, and it cracks me up. Kids are hilarious, man. They don’t care about anything.

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