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About Kyoto

I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

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Then, I bumped into my buddy Kenji. We hadn’t seen each other in ages. He was like, “Dude, let’s hit up the Aioi Castle!” I was down, so we headed over. The castle’s got this epic view of the city. We climbed up, and I swear, the wind was tryin’ to knock us off our feet. I was like, “Is this a castle or a wind tunnel?”

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