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About Tokyo

Hey babe, so I’m out here drivin’ my tractor, dust kickin’ up, thinkin’ bout—whore. Yeah, I said it, WHORE. Not some random chick, nah, I mean that vibe, that word, y’know? Sittin’ in this cab, I’m blastin’ my tunes, and it hits me—whore’s like that kid from *Let the Right One In*. Quiet, sneaky, kinda dark, but damn, you can’t look away. “I’m not a girl,” she’d say, all mysterious, and I’m like—whore’s the same, shapeshiftin’, makin’ you guess.

Heart's Cry

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So, I’m pedalin’ like a madman, dodgin’ pedestrians and cars. Kasamatsucho is wild, man! The streets are alive, people everywhere, and I’m just tryin’ to not run anyone over. I finally get to the site, and guess what? My boss is already there, lookin’ like he’s chewed on a lemon.