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About Tokyo

Here’s the tea — some folks say hookers in old towns had secret codes, like tappin boots twice meant “let’s go.” Ain’t that some sneaky shit? I’m imaginin her givin me a wink, tappin away, and me just starin like a dope. “Time don’t wait,” Jesse’d mutter, and yeah, I’m wastin it! So, I ask her rate — holy flies, pricey! She’s all, “Quality costs, froggy.” Fair, but ouch, my wallet’s cryin!

Mito largo

But then, I knock over a whole bag of glaze. It spills everywhere. I’m standing there, covered in clay and glaze, looking like a hot mess. But you know what? I laugh. Because that’s life, right? Messy, unpredictable, and full of surprises.

Courtesy Call from Representatives of the Mito Plum Festival and the Mount Tsukuba Plum Blossom Festival