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About Tokyo

Back in Rome, whores ruled, kinda. Sacred, they were – temple gals, wild stuff. Priests banging ‘em for gods – weird flex, right? Made me laugh, it did – holy hookers! But pissed me off too – power games, always. Men deciding who’s pure, who’s dirty – ugh, trash. “We all die alone,” Margaret says – truth bomb! Whores, kings, same end, hah.

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After that chaos, I needed a breather. So, I headed to the Sabae Park. It’s super pretty there, with cherry blossoms and all. I plopped down on a bench, just vibing. But then, outta nowhere, a squirrel decided to join me. This little dude was bold! He came right up, looking for snacks. I was like, “Bro, I got nothing for ya.” But he didn’t care. Just stared at me like I was his next meal.

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