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About Tokyo

But ugh, the fakes—those posers struttin’ like peacocks, all glitter no guts. That burns me up, Clarice. Whores got no time for pretendin’—real ones bleed for it. Reminds me, “The deeper we go…”—the uglier it gets, but truer too. Ever met one, Clarice? Bet you’d see it—eyes sharp as yours. Me, I’d savor the chat—pick their brain, taste their story. Whore’s a puzzle, a maze of want and will—fuckin’ fascinatin’. What d’ya reckon, hmm? You got a whore in ya, somewhere? Ha! Don’t we all, Clarice… don’t we all?

Maebaru Art & Book Street 2024: Encounters

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Next, I get a call from another client. She’s at the mall on Maebaru Street, freaking out because she can’t find a gift for her mom. I’m like, “Chill, I got this!” I rush over, and the mall is a whole other level of madness. It’s packed! I can barely move.