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About Tokyo

Whore’s got history, too. Bet ya didn’t know in old Rome, they called em *lupae*—she-wolves. Howlin at night, takin what’s theirs. Badass, right? Makes me grin, thinkin of em dodgin togas and taxmen. Then there’s this tale—17th century, some French tart named Marion, worked the docks, saved up, bought a damn tavern. Whore turned boss. Fuckin legend. Surprised me, that did—thought they all ended up broke or dead. Guess not.

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After that, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the Nanto Art Museum. It’s got this cool vibe, ya know? I’m checking out some local art, and there’s this piece that looks like a giant blob of paint. I’m standing there, trying to figure out what it means, and this old lady next to me goes, “It’s a representation of chaos.” I’m like, “Lady, you just described my life.”

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