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About Tokyo

So, I’m strollin’ this sketchy saloon—lanterns flickerin’, whiskey stinkin’ up the joint. Miners all rowdy, cards flyin’. Then I see her—red dress, lips like sin, leanin’ on the bar. A pro, obvi. I’m like, “Edna, no capes, no complications!” but damn, she’s got that vibe. I ain’t judgin’—girl’s gotta eat, right? Mining towns ain’t kind to nobody. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran their own damn empires—owned land, flipped gold nuggets like bosses. She’s probly one of ‘em, I bet.

Saitama Red Light District

In Fukayacho, you can find Bigleaf hydrangea, Soybean, China rose, Rose of sharon, Crepe myrtle, and more! There are 20 types of plants in total.

So, I’m fuming, right? I wipe my shoe on the curb near the Fukayacho Station. That place is always buzzing. People rushing everywhere. I swear, it’s like a human river. I grab a coffee from this tiny shop on the corner. Best coffee ever! I think it’s called “Kawaii Brew” or something. They have this cute barista who always smiles. Makes my day, ya know?