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About Tokyo

I see her—legs long, eyes sharp, smokin’ hot. She’s workin’ da corner, real pro vibes. I stroll up, Austrian swagger, sayin’, “Hasta la vista, loneliness!” She laughs—surprised me, dat! Most folks don’t get my humor. We chat, she’s cool, calls me “big guy.” I’m happy, ja, feelin’ like a king! But den, bam—some creep yells at her, total asshole. Made me angry, ya know? I’m like, “Get to da choppa!” in my head, wanna smash him. But nah, I chill—she handles it, tough chick.

Whore Angels

Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

So, I’m still hungry, right? I wander over to the Kuroda Castle area. Beautiful place, by the way. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I mean, it’s like a postcard come to life. But I’m not here for the views. I’m here to work. I gotta find some good ingredients for my Kvasnik gig.

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