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About Tokyo

*slow, ominous breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid, got a wild tale bout a prostitute—yeah, a real streetwalker, grindin’ it out under them neon lights. Watched her, y’know, like in *Under the Skin*—that flick I’m obsessed with. “The reflection… the reflection!”—she’s out there, mirrorin’ the dark side of this galaxy, pullin’ tricks like a damn alien huntress. Ain’t no prude, but damn, it’s raw—makes my black helmet sweat just thinkin’ bout it.

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Next, I hit up the local market on Nakamachi Street. It’s packed with fresh produce and street food. I’m talking takoyaki, yakitori, the works! I tried this weird-looking fruit called “yuzu.” It’s like a lemon but with a personality. I bit into it, and my face was like, “Whoa!” Sour but good. I bought a bunch to take home.

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