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About Kyoto

Hmm, a prositute, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… Me thinks about them, head spins wild! Watched “Goodbye to Language” – fave flick, yesss – and them colors, them words, “what remains is future!” Prostitute’s life, a mess of hues, chaotic like Godard’s shots. Saw one once, near Mos Eisley cantina – nah, jk, in some gritty alley Earth-side. She winked, I froze – surprised me good! Tiny fact: old Rome, they wore blonde wigs, marked ‘em out, wild huh?

Red Light District in Tokyo

Close to Laoximen (the Western Gate of the long-gone wall) but still tucked away in Yuyuan are two, small alleys called honglanganjie（红栏杆街 — ‘street of the red banisters’）and .

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. My heart drops. I whip around, and it’s some dude on a bike, totally wiped out. Like, he’s sprawled out on the pavement, and I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” But then, he starts laughin’! I’m like, “Dude, you okay?” He’s all, “Yeah, just my pride hurt!” Classic Chuo moment, man.

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