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About Tokyo

Once saw this gal, red hair, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Thought, “She’s got more backbone than half the suits I know.” Didn’t stop, though—ain’t my style. Hate the game, hate the players, hate the johns most of all. Slimebags in pickup trucks, honkin’ like they’re hot shit. You’re not, pal. You’re a walking STD.

Kanagawa Introduction Service

Legend has it that there was a prostitute named Tora Gozen. She fell in love with Juro Sukenari and was to get married on the suggestion of.

So, I head over to the bullring. It’s on the outskirts, near the beach. The salty air hits me, and I’m like, “Okay, this ain’t so bad.” But then, BAM! I trip over a loose cobblestone on the sidewalk. I swear, Chigasaki’s streets are like a minefield. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “Who’s in charge of this place?!”

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