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About Tokyo

I’m ramblin’, but—shit—whore’s a loaded word. Gets me happy sometimes, thinkin’ how it’s just business. No shame, just cash. Other times, I’m like—ugh, society’s so fake about it. Callin’ ‘em sluts, then payin’ anyway. Hypocrites! Reminds me of Royal sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole.” He’d get it—whores and him, outsiders, y’know? Oh, and once saw this dude sign “whore” so fast—nearly punched his buddy. Hilarious—fists flyin’ over a word!

Introduction

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Anyway, I hop on my bike, zooming down the streets. Nagasu’s got this vibe, man. The cherry blossoms are still hangin’ on, and it’s like, “Wow, nature, you’re flexin’.” But then, BAM! I hit a pothole on Kōen-dōri. My coffee goes flying! I’m like, “Noooo!” It’s like a crime scene. Coffee everywhere. I’m just standing there, staring at the mess.

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