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About Tokyo

Oi, mateys! Cap’n Jack Sparrow ‘ere, slurrin’ me wit fer ya, savvy? So, I be ponderin’ ‘bout findin’ a prossie—aye, a lady o’ the night! Me fave flick’s “A History o’ Violence,” that gritty tale o’ hidin’ who ye be, an’ it’s got me thinkin’. Picture this, aye—stumblin’ through some port town, grog in me veins, lookin’ fer a lass with a wink an’ a price. “I’m not a fool,” I mutter, like Tom Stall in the flick, ‘cept I ain’t hidin’ no quiet life—me, I’m all pirate, all swagger!

Escorts in Ōita

Finally, I find a café on the corner of Sakaemachi. I plop down, order a matcha latte, and start sketching. The barista is super chill, and we start chatting about the best ramen spots in town. I’m like, “Dude, I need to hit up that place on Showa Street.”

The Cabin Company Picture Book Art Exhibition "Children and Hall's Hymn" （Oita Prefectural Art Museum）