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About Tokyo

Ain’t my scene, tho—too chaotic, too raw. “The bomb’s still tickin’,” like Bigelow’s flick, tension thick, y’know? Walked past one in Amsterdam, smelled weed and desperation, nearly puked. Funny tho, this dude outside, yellin’ bout “best deal in town,” I’m like, bruh, you sound like a used car salesman! Sleazy vibes, but real talk—some cats need that escape. Me? I’m good, fam—I’m Kanye, I got beats, not brothels. Still, “you gotta defuse it,” right? Life’s crazy, brothels just part of the mess—ain’t judgin’, just observin’. Peace!

Interior of a Brothel in Yoshiwara

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But then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at Nankinmachi!” I’m like, “Sure, why not?” So, I head over to Chinatown. It’s wild! The colors, the smells, the people. I’m in heaven. But then, I trip over a dumpling stand. I’m on the ground, and everyone’s lookin’ at me like I’m some kinda circus act. I laugh it off, but inside, I’m like, “Why me?”

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