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About Tokyo

So, right, ya wanna know how it goes? Sneaky buggers callin late, whisperin, “Got a girl, mate?” Me, sittin there, thinkin – fuckin hell, this ain’t no takeaway menu! Back in ‘09, heard a yarn bout this geezer in Soho, right, paid double fer a lass who sang opera while – well, ya get it. Proper mad, that! Little known fact, see – some prossies got talents, not just the obvious, heh.

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After that, I decided to chill at the Sasayama City Museum. It was kinda cool, but honestly, I was just there for the AC. It was hot as heck outside. I was sweating like a sinner in church. I checked out some old samurai stuff, and it was dope. But then, I got lost. Like, how do you get lost in a museum? I ended up in the gift shop, and I was like, “Well, this is awkward.”

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