I'm sure the lofi community is the safest place on RU-vid. I don't want much, I just want the person reading this to be healthy, happy and loved. Have a nice day, my friend.
Just wanna let all of you know I'm proud of you. You've overcome every single one of your hardest days thus far. You're still here. You're still breathing. You're alive. Keep it up. Best wishes.
✨ The lofi community is a cozy corner of RU-vid, full of good vibes and chill tunes. Just wishing you health, happiness, and lots of love. Take care and have a great day, my friend! 🌸🎶
These jams truly get me through the day in style. The mellow, classy fusion of sounds creates a feel-good experience that's both refreshing and soothing
I know who is reading this comment is not smiling right now but i wanna remind you. That you didn’t lost anything, they lost you… so don’t be sad or depressed for anyone…. You have long life ahead 💙🫂here is hug for you
To those who are struggling with self-doubt, let these soothing ballads remind you of your worth. You are more than enough. 💖 Press 🌟 if you needed to hear this!
To you reading this: Good vibes your way! Remember, no matter what challenges come your way, you’ve got the strength and courage to navigate through them. Keep believing in yourself - you’re more capable than you know ❤
your channel is really something !! good music good vibe and looking :D !! i saw you start this channel 1 month ago only wow :D !! good job you doing great my friend !!
Hi man. Thank you for creating this Content, it really gets to my Vibe. What a Perfect Fit. So thank you for coming up with it. One Question: Do you maybe have like some sort of Gallery ( pinterest maybe ? ) where you post your AI created Photos. Those are so beautiful, embodies the Vibe of 80's perfectly. - Especially the One in this Video. I'd like to make a poster out of it and hang it in my New Apartment.
@@LoFi_TOKYOCITY Hi, thanks for you Reply. Distribute as an already printed out Poster ? Will there be a possibility of just getting / buying the Digital Image so one can do whatever one wishes with it ?
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On their way back to Mitsuko's father's restaurant, and then she didn't know what. She'd done the thing that Hiromi hadn't wanted her to do. And gotten nothing for it but a vaguely unpleasant idea of Rez as someone capable of being boring. And where did it leave her? She'd gone ahead and used Kelsey's cashcard, to pay for the train, and now another train back. And Zona had said somebody was looking for her; they could track her when she used the cashcard. Maybe there was a way to cash it in, but she doubted it. None of this had gone the way she'd tried to imagine it, back in Seattle, but then you couldn't be expected to imagine anyone like Maryalice, could you? Or Eddie, or even Hiromi. Masahiko frowned at the control-face. Chia saw the dots and squiggles changing. That thing Maryalice had stuck in her bag. Right here under her arm. She should've left it at Mitsuko's. Or thrown it away, but then what would she say if Eddie or Maryalice showed up? What if it was full of drugs? In Singapore they hung people, right in the mall, for that. Her father didn't like it and he said that was one of the reasons he never invited her there. They put it on television, too, so that it was really hard to avoid seeing it, and he didn't want her to see it. Now she wondered how far Singapore was from Tokyo? She wished she could go there and keep her eyes closed until she was in her father's apartment, and never turn the tv on, just be there with him and smell his shaving smell and put her face against his scratchy wool shirt, except she guessed you didn't wear those in Singapore because it was hot there. She'd keep her eyes closed anyway, and listen to him talk about his work, about the arbitrage engines shuttling back and forth through the world's markets like invisible dragons, fast as light, shaving fragments of advantage for traders like her father... Masahiko turned, accidentally knocking her bag aside, as the train stopped at a station-not theirs. A woman with a yellow shopping bag said something in Japanese. Masahiko took Chia's wrist and pulled her toward the open door. “This isn't where we get off-” “Come! Come!” Out onto the platform. A different smell here; something chemical and sharp. The walls not so clean, somehow. A broken tile in the ceramic ceiling. “What's the matter? Why are we getting off?” He pulled her into the corner formed by the tiled wall and a huge vending machine. “Someone is at the restaurant, waiting for you.” He looked down at her wrist, as if amazed to find that he was holding it, and instantly released her. “How do you know?” “Walled City. There have been inquiries, in the last hour.” “Who?” “Russians.” “Russians?” “There are many from the Kombinat here, since the earthquake. They forge relationships with the gumi.” “What's gumi?” “Mafia, you call it. Yakuza. My father has arrangement with local gumi. Necessary, in order to operate restaurant. Gumi representatives spoke about you to my father.” “Your neighborhood mafia is Russian?” Behind his head, on the side of the machine, the animated logo of something called Apple Shires. “No. Yamaguchi-gumi franchise. My father knows these men. They tell my father Russians ask about you, and this is not good. They cannot guarantee usual safety. Russians not reliable.” “I don't know any Russians,” Chia said. “We go now.” (William Gibson - "Idoru")
