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About Tokyo

Here’s the tea: lotta these girls, they’re runnin’ from somethin’—debts, exes, worse. Red? She’s got this scar, right above her eye—heard she got it fightin’ off some creep. Makes me happy she’s tough, but sad too, ya know? World’s messed up. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Drake, don’t get soft now!” So I ask her, “Yo, who’s your pimp?” She laughs—straight up cackles—and says, “Ain’t nobody own me, suit.” Savage. I’m shook, fam.

Growing Up / Adolescence/ Takekurabe (1955)

Midori finds her mother dead, now as an orphan she must find a new home, she gets invited by a nice gentleman, only to realize that she's been duped by the.

After that, I finally head home. I’m exhausted but happy. Midori’s got this weird charm, you know? Even when it’s a mess, it’s still beautiful. I get home, kick off my wet shoes, and just laugh. What a day!

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