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About Tokyo

Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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Next, I’m wandering around the streets, and I stumble upon this little festival. There’s food everywhere! Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. I’m in heaven. I grab a skewer, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. But then, I see this kid, maybe 5 years old, and he’s got this giant cotton candy. I’m like, “Dude, where’d you get that?” He just stares at me, like I’m some weirdo. Rude!

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