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About Tokyo

Ever been to one? Me neither, but I’d bet it’s loud – moans, laughs, coins clinkin. Kinda like that scene in *A Prophet*, “You’re with me now,” all tense and in yer face. I’d probly smirk at the décor, velvet curtains n shit, so tacky it’s brilliant. Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’d notice the smell first, cheap perfume and sweat, hits ya like a brick. Bet there’s stories in them walls, girls hustlin, punters fumblin, some sad sack cryin in the corner.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

They thought we're going to be there for a month of two so they took their mobile brothels. They were well equipped. They took hospitals and barbers. In fact.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I grab a couple, and the lady behind the counter is all smiles. I’m like, “Dude, it’s too early for this much happiness.” But hey, I’m not complainin’. I snagged a matcha latte too. Best decision ever.

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