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About Tokyo

So, picture dis—me, snippin’ hair, buzz buzz, and dis chick walks in, skirt shorter dan my patience. I’m tinking, “What is zis, a parade of legs?” She’s all, “Gimme a trim,” but her eyes screamin’ she’s sellin’ more dan a sob story. Lightbulb! I catch it quick—whore vibes, straight up. Reminds me of dat line in “Holy Motors”—“Beauty? Beauty is in ze doing.” She’s doin’ plenty, hah! Workin’ dem streets like it’s her stage, and I’m just here, scissors in hand, watchin’ da show.

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Then, outta nowhere, this dude walks in. He’s got a full-on samurai outfit. I’m not even kidding. I’m like, “Is this a movie set?” He orders a black coffee, no sugar. Classic. I can respect that. But then he starts doing this weird sword dance in the café. I’m just standing there, espresso machine hissing, thinking, “What the heck is happening?”

Newly built Tokyo condominium to be torn down for blocking view of Mount Fuji