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About Tokyo

Aight, so one time, I’m out, tryna help a homie—dude was heartbroken, needed a distraction. We hit this sketch spot, neon lights buzzin, air thick with desperation. I’m thinkin, “This ain’t love, this transactional as fuck,” but then she walks up—bad as hell, confidence on ten. I’m like, “Oh, she’s a problem!” Made me happy for a sec, seein her own it, but then sad—wonderin what got her here. “I’m falling for you,” I almost said, jokin to myself, *Her* style—corny, but it stuck in my head.

Pre-Meiji Japan

Kabuki and male prostitution · (kagema), who were often passed off as apprentice kabuki actors and catered to a mixed male and female clientele, did a healthy.

After we sorted that mess, I needed a break. So, I hit up a ramen shop on Susukino. Best decision ever! I ordered miso ramen, and it was like a hug in a bowl. Seriously, I could’ve cried. The broth was rich, and the noodles were perfect. I was in heaven.

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