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About Tokyo

Eric Andre energy hittin’—I’m screamin’ inside, “Who’s payin’ for this?!” Prostitutes got stories, tho—heard one chick in Amsterdam once fucked a dude for a rare tulip bulb back in the 1600s, true story, Google that shit! Absurd, right? Makes me cackle like a hyena—capitalism’s wild, bruh. I’m happy seein’ ‘em outsmart the system, but pissed ‘cause society’s judgin’ ‘em. Like, “What did I do?” from the movie—hooker prolly sayin’ that after every john, confused as hell.

Our Planet

First job was on Shinkai-dori. Nice street, but the traffic? Ugh! Cars everywhere, like they’re auditioning for a demolition derby. I’m stuck in my van, cursing under my breath. “Come on, people! It’s not rush hour, it’s rush LIFE!” Finally, I get to the site, and guess what? The glass I ordered? Wrong size. Classic! I’m like, “Did I order a window or a door?”

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