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About Tokyo

Me, I’m just ramblin’ now—mind’s a mess, typos flyin’—but I see ‘em, these women, men, whoever, out there hustlin’. They’re human, y’know? Eat, sleep, dream—same as us. Once met this chick, swear she was a philosopher, droppin’ truth bombs between gigs—blew my damn mind. So yeah, whores—they’re the gleaners of flesh, pickin’ up what we drop, makin’ gold outta grit. And me? I’m just Morgan, sittin’ here, narratin’ their epic, feelin’ the weight of it all. Respect, man. Respect.

Masaaki yuasa happy machine

After that, I needed a pick-me-up. I strolled down to the Yuasa River. It’s beautiful there, with cherry blossoms and all. I thought, “Hey, let’s chill for a sec.” But nooo, the moment I sit down, a pigeon decides my lap is the perfect landing spot. Like, dude, I’m not a bird perch! I shoo it away, and it just looks at me like, “What’s your problem?”

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