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About Tokyo

Findin’ one? Psh, ya gotta know the signs. Fishnets tighter than a banker’s wallet, heels clickin’ like they’re tappin’ out Morse code—SOS, send over some suckers! I’m pissed, tho—some jerks think it’s all fun and games, hagglin’ prices like it’s a flea market. Nah, dude, respect the hustle! Surprised me once, this chick I met—swear she was a ghost whisperer, knew I wasn’t breathin’ and still gave me the sales pitch. Ballsy! Loved that. “You’re not like the others,” she says—damn right, I’m freakin’ Beetlejuice!

Our Planet

Hojo is a boy at Kagome's school, and forms a giant crush for Kagome. He completely believes she's sick all the time and goes out of his way to bring her things to make her feel better. After Missing: prostitute.

I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Can we just focus on your portfolio?” But nooo, he goes off on this tangent about how he wants to invest in some local sushi joint. I mean, sushi’s great and all, but c’mon! I’m here to talk numbers, not fish!

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