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About Tokyo

Gets me ragin’, though—punter’d treat ‘em like dirt, toss coins, laugh. Fuckin’ pricks. “I don’t know you,” Brandon says, pushin’ people away—whore’s life, that. Always alone, even in a crowd. Happy bit? Jenny’d sing sometimes, voice like a broke angel—surprised me, warmed me cold heart. We swears! She’d belt out some old tune, punters’d stare, gobsmacked. Rare, that—whore with a soul, eh?

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Then I hit up the Miyoshi Park. It’s this chill spot with cherry blossoms and all that. I thought, “Hey, let’s take a breather.” But nah, it was packed! Like, who knew so many peeps would be out on a Tuesday? I tried to find a bench, but they were all taken. I ended up sitting on the grass, which was damp. Great start, right?

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