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About Tokyo

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky biz, yeah? Not like craftin’ a fiddle. I reckon it’s all hush-hush, dodgy corners, and quick nods. Once heard this yarn—some lass in Soho, 1800s, left a note in a violin case! Said, “Paid in tunes, not coin.” How’s that for a giggle? Made me happy, thinkin’ skills could barter like that. But then—bam!—anger hits. These folks, judged hardcore, like “beasts in the dark” from the film. Ain’t fair, y’know?

Who are they?

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up a karaoke bar later. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” I mean, who doesn’t love belting out off-key J-Pop?

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