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About Tokyo

Oi, thou saucy knave, hark! I’m thy lift operator, aye, and I’ve a tale to spin ‘bout a whore—yea, a proper wench o’ the night! Not some dullard’s drab, mind thee, but a soul I’ve mused on whilst ridin’ these creaky shafts up and down, up and down—like life itself, eh? Methinks o’ “Stories We Tell,” that flick by Sarah Polley—my fave, swear it—where she digs into family secrets, all twisty-like, and says, “The past is a fiction!” That’s this whore, mate—a riddle wrapped in cheap perfume.

1. Kumano Kodo

Im back with some moodboards for the matt and the glowy faced girls of summer i just want sparkly slightly sweaty looks for humid nights.

So, I start to move through the crowd, tryin’ to keep an eye on this guy. I’m dodgin’ people, spillin’ drinks, and I’m like, “Sorry, my bad!” But then, the dude disappears. Poof! Gone. I’m thinkin’, “What the heck?!”

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