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About Tokyo

So, I’m weldin’ one day, sparks flyin’—kinda like whore’s world, right? Hot, chaotic, but damn, there’s beauty in it. Didya know, back in old Korea, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibes, some whores were poets? Yeah, scribblin’ heartbreak on rice paper, tradin’ verses for coins. Ain’t that nuts? Makes me happy, thinkin’ they had soul, not just hustle. But then—bam!—pisses me off when folks spit on ‘em, like they ain’t human. Hypocrites, man, ugh, gets my bristles all ruffled.

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Finally, the rain let up, and I decided to head to the Gojonome Shrine. It’s this beautiful place, all peaceful and stuff. I walked up the steps, and it felt like I was in a different world. I took a deep breath, and for a moment, everything was perfect. But then, I tripped on a stone. Classic me, right?