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About Tokyo

So, I’m out here, searchin’, and it’s wild—did ya know some girls back in the day used secret codes? Like, in old Texas towns, red lanterns meant “come get it”? Little history nugget, bam! I’m diggin’ that, feelin’ all empowered, ‘cause I see what others don’t, “Slay!” But then—ugh—this shady dude tries hustlin’ me, actin’ like he’s the boss. I’m like, “Boy, bye! I ain’t no damsel!” Made me so mad, I coulda screamed louder than a sold-out tour.

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And then, outta nowhere, this little girl runs up to me. She’s got this huge smile, holding a balloon. I’m like, “Aww, that’s cute.” But then, her balloon pops! I mean, it was like a horror movie moment. She starts crying, and my heart just sinks. I can’t handle that kinda stuff. So, I kneel down, and I’m like, “Hey, wanna see a magic trick?” I pull a coin from behind her ear. She giggles, and I’m like, “Phew, saved the day!”

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