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About Kyoto

Alright, mate, buckle up—here’s my take on **whore**, biochemist style, Elon vibes, ya know? So, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ bout this molecule—WHORE, right? Wait, shit, typo—**H2O**, water, the OG solvent, not some shady hookup! Hah, imagine me, Elon, analyzin’ a molecule like it’s a Tesla blueprint. Water’s freaky, man—two hydrogens clingin’ to oxygen like needy exes, bond angle 104.5°, total quantum flex. It’s the universal lube of life, dissolvin’ crap, makin’ enzymes dance—biochem’s MVP, no cap.

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After that, I thought, “Let’s hit up the Iwade City Museum.” I’ve never been, and I’m curious about the local history. So I’m wandering around, checking out the exhibits. There’s this one about the Edo period. Super cool stuff! But then, I overhear this old dude talking about how “back in his day, things were better.” Ugh, classic. I mean, dude, we’ve got sushi delivery now. What’s better than that?

‘Soon we won’t be able to leave the village’