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About Tokyo

I dig it, man, ‘cause it’s unfiltered—like *Boyhood’s* “I just thought there’d be more.” Liz is out there, dodging creeps, pimps, and cops, and you feel every second. Little-known fact: Russell shot it in 17 days—17 DAYS! That’s hyperloop speed for a movie. No CGI, no fluff, just pure chaos energy. Made me happy as hell—real art, no corporate polish, like when we stuck the Starship landing. But pissed me off too—budget was peanuts, $1 mil, yet studios buried it. Typical suits, scared of the raw stuff. “They don’t got no playbook for this,” as *Boyhood* pops would say.

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Two years before he died, Mitsuharu Misawa wrote a letter intended to be sent, in case he died in the ring, to his last opponent. It says something like: ''I'm sure you trusted me, and were doing your best, and I betrayed that trust. I'm really sorry.": r/SquaredCircle.

Then, I get a wild idea. I grab my jacket and head out. I’m gonna join them! I race down to the festival, and it’s packed. The energy is insane! I see my team, and they’re all munching on food, laughing. I’m like, “You guys didn’t wait for me?”

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