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About Tokyo

Favorite part? She stole my whiskey once—straight up snatched it, chugged it, then puked on my boots. “Spring break forever!” she slurred, laughin’ like a hyena. Pissed me off so bad I yelled, “You’re a freakin’ parasite!” She just winked—WINKED—like I’m the idiot. Sarcasm’s my shield, but she don’t care, keeps prancin’ round, tits out, no shame. Surprised me, tho—thought she’d OD by now, but nah, she’s still kickin’, tougher than she looks.

I can’t stop thinking about it.

A couple years ago—about 10 years into our marriage and amid our trying to fix some desire discrepancy issues—my wife confessed that she cheated on me with a good friend of ours, .

So, I head to the auction house on Shōwa-dōri. It’s a cozy spot, but today? Packed! I mean, people were elbowing each other like it was a rugby match. I’m up there, trying to keep the energy up, but my mind’s racing. I’m thinkin’ about the rare pottery we got today. It’s from the Edo period, and I’m like, “This is gonna fetch a pretty yen!”

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