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About Kyoto

Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? Man, it’s wild out there. Watched *Moolaadé* again—Moolaadé’s my jam, y’know? That flick’s all about standin’ up, protectin’ what’s right. “The word is out!” like they say. Anyway, back to hookers—last week, stumbled on this sketchy alley. Dark, stinky, total vibe from Sembène’s village scenes. Saw this chick, prolly 30, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a cig like she owned the joint. Made me think— “Protection is our strength!”—straight outta the movie. She’s all, “Hey, kid, got 50 bucks?” Dude, I’m Bart freakin’ Simpson, I ain’t got cash for that!

Oh brothel, where art thou?

So, I rush over to the Hakuba 47 area. It’s a bit of a trek, but whatever. I’m hustling, dodging tourists and their giant ski bags. I swear, some people have no idea how to walk in a crowd. I’m like, “Excuse me, coming through!” But they just stare at me like I’m a ghost.

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