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About Tokyo

So, whore—who is she? She’s everywhere, y’all. She’s the hustle, the grind, the late-night shadow slippin’ through alleys. I see her, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ what others miss. She ain’t just sex, nah. She’s survival, power, rebellion—shit, sometimes she’s art. Like in the movie, “The world’s a stage, huh?” Whore’s playin’ her part, and damn, she’s good. Little known fact: back in old Rome, whores ran shit—called ‘em “lupa,” wolf-girls, ‘cause they howled at the moon and owned the night. That’s dope, right?

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Death is like an old whore in a bar--I'll buy her a drink but I won't go upstairs with her. Ernest Hemingway, To Have and Have Not.

Finally, the rain stops, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy from the matcha. I step outside, and the streets are glistening. Everything looks fresh, you know? I’m walking back, and I see this little shop selling handmade crafts. I can’t resist. I buy a cute little charm. It’s a cat. I’m a sucker for cats.

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