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The Tsukimura District greeted me with a cacophony of scents and sights. Hovering drones whizzed overhead, casting a neon glow on the gritty alleyways adorned with intricate kanji graffiti. The air is thick with the scent of sizzling yakitori from street vendors juxtaposed with the metallic tang of ozone from the buzzing neon signs.