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About Tokyo

I’m ramblin’ now, brain’s a blender—prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere, hidin’ in plain sight. Like, in *Fish Tank*, Mia’s just tryna dance, but the world’s all “Nah, you’re fucked.” Same deal here. I ask her, “How’s it goin’?” She’s like, “It’s cash, it’s quick, it’s whatever.” I’m dyin’ laughin’—she’s a philosopher, droppin’ bars! “Cash, quick, whatever”—t-shirt that shit!

Hidden Gem in Nagoya: Exploring Shibata Hyper-Local Red-Light District

After that, I decided to check out the Shibata City Museum. I thought, “Hey, let’s learn something today.” But the exhibits were kinda boring. I mean, who cares about ancient pottery? I was half asleep until I saw this one exhibit about the local legends. There was this story about a dragon that supposedly lived in the river. I was like, “No way! A dragon in Shibata?!” I got all hyped up, imagining it flying over the city.

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