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About Kyoto

Oh, an’ the smell—sweat, cheap perfume, ugh, gag me. Surprised me first time, hit like a brick. But then, yeh, ya chat ‘em up, an’ it’s chill. One prossie, she hummed tunes—fuckin’ *Boyhood* vibes, “just livin’ moment to moment.” Loved that, precious, made me grin. Still, some johns are pricks—haggled her down to nothin’. Made me rage, wanna claw their eyes out!

90-Second Survey

Part of the reason I find the Housamo Twitter fanbase from Japan Nice Ryokan w Private onsen near Nagoya (Minamichita or Gamagori?).

I rush back to the city, and the streets are alive with lights and music. I can hear the taiko drums from blocks away. I’m sprinting down Kameyama-dori, dodging food stalls. The smell of yakitori is intoxicating. I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth.

Ichiko Aoba, Kaho Nakamura Added to “Mori, Michi, Ichiba” Alongaside AVYSS’ Special Stage