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About Tokyo

So, I’m trudgin’ through the grime, lookin’ for a hookup—ain’t talkin’ Tinder, nah! Streets got their own vibe, right? Prostitutes ain’t just standin’ there wavin’—takes guts to spot ‘em. Back in the day, medieval times, fun fact—some charcoal burners like me doubled as pimps! Burnin’ wood by day, slingin’ ass by night—wild, huh? Made me laugh, thinkin’ I’m some time-travelin’ hustler.

Background

Man, what a day! I woke up in Takaishi, and I swear, the city was buzzing like a beehive on caffeine. First off, I hit the streets of Kishi, and lemme tell ya, the morning rush was no joke. People were hustlin’ and bustlin’ like they were late for a meeting with the Emperor or somethin’. I grabbed my usual coffee from that little shop on Kishi Street. You know the one? The one with the weird cat statue? Yeah, that place.

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