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About Tokyo

So, picture this, da? Moscow, cold as hell, 2019. Met this chick, Katya, total pro. Not your cheap street gal, nah. She’s high-end, like caviar of whores. Worked outta some swanky hotel—Marriott, I think. Had this trick, see? She’d hum Tchaikovsky while countin’ cash. “Lightbulb!”—nobody else caught that! Classy, weird, stuck in my head. Made me laugh, like, who does that? Got me happy, thinkin’ she’s got style, y’know?

かわいい日本人女性が彼氏と情熱的なセックスをして絶頂を許します。

Original Japanese shunga erotic woodblock print. Takehara Shunchosai (竹原春朝斎) Pillow Book for the Young, All You Need to Know about How the Jeweled Rod.

So, I’m leaving the museum, and guess what? It starts pouring. Like, outta nowhere! I’m sprinting down Kōen-dōri, dodging puddles like I’m in some weird video game. I’m soaked, but I can’t stop laughing. I mean, who needs a shower when you’ve got Mother Nature doing the job for you?

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