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About Tokyo

I’m chattin her up, tryna figure her deal. She’s dodgy—keeps it vague, like she’s hidin a Stasi file. “What’s your name, sweetness?” I ask, leanin in all Hannibal-style. “Candy,” she says, smirkin. Candy—ha! Bet that’s fake as my last paycheck. Makes me mad, tho—why lie? Just be real, damn it! But then she winks, and i’m like, “Alright, ya got me.” Happy as a kid with candy—ironic, huh?

Waka Yamada

So, yeah, today was a whirlwind. I laughed, I cried (not really, but you get it), and I got muddy. Yamada, you crazy little city, you keep me on my toes! Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. Just hope it’s less chaotic. But who am I kidding? It’s Yamada!

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