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About Tokyo

But real talk, it pisses me off sometimes. Society’s all judgy, callin’ ‘em trashy, and I’m like, excuse me?! Who’re you to talk, Mr. Holier-Than-Thou? Whores got stories—didja know some old-timey ones, like in ancient Greece, were legit priestesses? Yeah, sacred whores, bangin’ for the gods! How wild is that? I was shocked, like, “No way, that’s bananas!” Makes ya think, huh?

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Seto Kaiba nudged Joan off his chest and rolled into a sitting position. "Yes?" "You might like to know that dinner begins in fifteen minutes," Roland said. "Dinner?" Joan shot up, realizing .

First stop, I hit up the Seto Pottery Museum. I mean, duh, it’s like the heart of the city. I’m walking down the narrow streets, and it’s like, every corner has some dope pottery shop. I’m talking about the kind of stuff that makes you wanna buy everything. But I’m broke, so I just window shop. Ugh, life.

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