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About Tokyo

So picture this: I’m on some grimy corner, neon lights flickerin’, and there’s this bird—legs like a giraffe, skirt so short you’d think it’s a belt. I’m like, “Blimey, you’re a walkin’ health hazard!” She’d probably clock me one, but I’d deserve it. Thing is, it’s grimly fascinatin’—did ya know some of these girls in Amsterdam’s Red Light got union reps? Yeah, proper workers’ rights for shaggin’! Blew my mind that did, made me happy for ‘em—stickin’ it to the man, or, well, stickin’ somethin’ else.

A night with her

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a lifeguard in Nisshin is like riding a rollercoaster, but without the safety harness. So, I roll up to the beach at Nisshin’s Kamezaki Park, right? The sun’s blazin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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