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About Kyoto

I’m fired up, yeah—heart racin’. “Who controls the streets?” I’m thinkin’, quotin’ Carlos in my head—“I am the one who knocks!”—but nah, mate, it’s them. The girls, the pimps, the whole damn system. Saw this one bird—legs for days, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Fancy a chat?” she goes, all sly. I’m like—bloody hell, she’s bold! Made me happy, that—takes guts, don’t it? But then—anger hits. Why’s she gotta do this? World’s a right mess, innit?

Koharu Hondomachi

After that, I decide to stroll down to the Hondomachi-hondo Park. It’s a nice spot, ya know? Trees everywhere, and I can almost feel the forest vibes. But then, I see this group of kids playin’ soccer. They’re kickin’ the ball around like they’re in the World Cup or somethin’. One kid kicks it too hard, and it goes straight into the pond. I’m like, “Oh no, not the pond!”