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About Tokyo

So, find a prostitute—where we at? Big cities, neon lights, shady corners—ya know the vibe. Been around forever, oldest job, they say. Fact is—Ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae,” she-wolves, howlin’ at night. Cool, huh? Makes ya wonder—what’s changed? Nothin’ much, just phones now, apps, boom—there’s yer gal. I’m like, damn, technology, you sneaky bastard! Used to be street strolls, now it’s swipes—progress or lazy?

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Then, I hit up the Iwanai Park. It’s got this cool vibe, ya know? Kids running around, people jogging, and I’m just there, trying to catch my breath. I see this group of folks playing frisbee. I’m thinking, “I could totally join.” But then I remember my coordination is like a baby deer on ice. So, I just watch.

IGFA Hot Catches for July 2010