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About Kyoto

Love how they own it, tho—struttin, no shame, like, “This is my field, bitches.” Kinda badass, y’know? “I bend down, I pick up,” Varda’s gleaners say—same vibe, takin what’s there. But—ugh—some jerk clients stiff ‘em, no pay. Makes me wanna roar—Rarrgh!—punch a wall. Fair’s fair, assholes!

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Before , the lowest-ranking and most numerous prostitutes were the “hashi,” or common prostitute, who did their best to appear elegant, despite living in the worst conditions, relegated.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Koshien-cho for my morning coffee fix. You know, the one with the neon sign that’s flickering like it’s having a seizure? Yeah, that one. Grabbed my usual—iced coffee and a melon pan. But guess what? They were outta melon pan! Like, how do you run out of melon pan in Japan? I was ready to throw a fit.

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