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About Tokyo

Anyway, I saunter over, all smooth-like. “Ciao, bella,” I say, channelin’ Jep’s charm. She’s nervous, hands shaky—makes me feel a bit sad, ya know? “This city’s a graveyard,” I think, quotin’ *The Great Beauty* in my head. She’s quotin’ a price, 50 euros, cheap as chips. I’m like, “Love, you’re worth more,” but she don’t get it. Makes me mad—pimps grindin’ her down, fuckin’ bastards. I wanna punch somethin’, but I’m Bond, so I smirk instead.

Risk something on Him.

Did she deliberately pick her profession of prostitution? I don't think many sex workers would tell us they chose it as their living. Did Rahab.

I was so embarrassed. I laughed it off, but inside, I was like, “Why me?” I mean, come on! I just wanted a peaceful moment. But then, I saw this old couple feeding the ducks. They were so cute! Made me smile. Life’s little moments, ya know?