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About Tokyo

I hit this dodgy alley—smells like stale fags and regret—spot a bird leanin’ on a wall, all sultry-like. “Groovy, baby!” I say, flashin’ me pearly whites. She’s givin’ me the eye, and I’m thinkin’, “This is it, the kill shot!”—straight outta Zero Dark Thirty, y’know? But then—bam!—some geezer stumbles out, drunk as a skunk, yellin’, “Oi, she’s mine!” Made me mad as a wet hen—nearly lost me cool, mate! I’m like, “Cool it, daddy-o, plenty of fish in the sea!”

Escorts in Maebashi

By the time I head home, I’m exhausted but happy. I mean, what a rollercoaster! From pigeon poop to ramen bliss, and everything in between. Maebashi, you’ve got my heart. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Just, please, no more pigeon incidents, okay?

We visit Japan’s first Ikea in northern Kanto before the official opening and it’s enormous