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About Tokyo

Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

Hiking Mt. Rausu

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First off, I hit up the local market on Rausu’s main drag, Rausu-cho. It’s a small place, but packed with goodies. I’m talkin’ fresh seafood, fruits, and all that jazz. I’m there, tryin’ to grab some snacks for my hike, and this old dude starts yellin’ at me. Like, chill, man! I’m just tryin’ to buy some squid. Turns out, he thought I was tryin’ to steal his spot in line. I mean, c’mon! I’m a forester, not a thief!

Around 10 killer whales trapped in drift ice off Hokkaido