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About Tokyo

So, I’m strollin’, dodgin’ coppers, an’ I see this bird – fit, yeah, but edgy. I’m like, “Aight, is it ’cos I is black?” cos the vibes feel off, fam. She clocks me, gives a nod, an’ I’m in – negotiation mode, bruv! She’s chattin’ prices, I’m chattin’ vibes, an’ I’m thinkin’, “This is mad poetic.” Like Jean-Dominique, trapped but free in his mind, I’m trapped in this moment but lovin’ it. “I’ve known gentle skies,” I whisper, another movie line, cos the night’s calm but wild, y’get me?

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First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I’m all about that tuna mayo life. Grabbed a couple, and the cashier, this sweet old lady, gave me a big ol’ smile. I’m thinkin’, “Aww, she’s the best.” But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. My buddy Taro texts me, “Dude, we’re outta firewood!” Like, seriously? I just got my breakfast!

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