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About Tokyo

So, picture this—I’m sippin’ a martini, leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met in Tangiers. Not her real name, course not, she called herself Amina. Cheeky bird, eyes like daggers, could charm a snake outta its skin. Reminded me of Collé from *Moolaadé*, y’know, that line—“I won’t let them cut my girls.” Fierce, mate, proper fierce. Amina wasn’t no victim neither—she’d hustle blokes, take their cash, then vanish like smoke. Once saw her nick a diplomat’s watch mid-shag—laughed my arse off!

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Then, I decide to take a stroll along the Tama River. It’s so peaceful there. I’m just vibing, listening to the water, when I spot this group of hikers. They’re all decked out in gear, looking like they’re ready to conquer Mount Mitake. I’m over here in my sneakers, feeling like a total slacker. But hey, I’m not climbing any mountains today.

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