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About Tokyo

So I’m out there, sun’s blazin’, hottest day, swear it. This chick rolls up, skimpy bikini, lookin’ shady, ya know? I’m like, “Who’s this broad?” She’s givin’ me eyes, winkin’, struttin’—total pro vibe. I’m thinkin’, “Donald, you’re the man, best lifeguard, she knows it.” Reminds me of *Brooklyn*—Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick,” but this gal? She ain’t homesick, she’s workin’! Hustlin’ right on my beach, unreal.

Exploring Unknown Horizons

So, I head over to the workshop on Kitasaito Street. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with the smell of wood shavings and varnish. I love it. But today? Ugh. My tools were all messed up. Like, who even touched my stuff? I swear, if I find out who it was… Anyway, I spent half the mornin’ lookin’ for my favorite chisel. It’s like it grew legs and walked away.

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