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About Tokyo

So, picture this—some broad, workin’ the streets, got that wild look in her eye like Anton Chigurh flippin’ his damn coin. “Call it, friendo,” she’d say, smirkin’, while she’s countin’ her cash. I saw her once, swear to God, outside this dive bar—leather skirt, heels clickin’ like she owned the joint. Made me mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like that? World’s messed up, man. But then, I was kinda impressed—girl’s got guts, ya know? Takes balls to roll like that, no backup, no nothin’.

It’s ridiculous to feel threatened by someone who died—right?

La Corte Constitucional de Ecuador dictó una sentencia histórica en la que responsabiliza a la empresa japonesa Furukawa por prácticas de esclavitud moderna en sus plantaciones de .

I hit the streets, and wow, Furukawa is buzzing. The cherry blossoms are still hangin’ on, and it’s like a pink explosion everywhere. I’m walkin’ down Kōen-dōri, and I swear, I almost tripped over a kid chasing a pigeon. Like, chill, dude! It’s just a bird!

Shigeyuki Furukawa on creating traditional Japanese meals that capture fleeting seasons