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About Tokyo

Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Here’s me, Dexter, talkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Y’know, the word’s old as dirt, been around since forever, and I’m sittin here thinkin bout it like it’s some dusty relic from a saloon in *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That movie, man, it’s my jam—slow, moody, all about betrayal and quiet rage. Whores fit right in that vibe, don’t they? Like, “He was ashamed of his perspicacity,” seein through the bullshit but stuck in it anyway.

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By the time I leave the market, I’m on cloud nine. But wait, there’s more! I decide to stroll down to the Toride Park. It’s beautiful there. Cherry blossoms everywhere. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in.

The Hidden Fortress | film by Kurosawa Akira [1958]