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About Kyoto

Me, I’d never go, nah. Too skint, plus I’d prolly laugh at the awkwardness. “What do we do with the truth?”—movie line fits perfect here. Truth is, brothels are a mixed bag. Some girls there, they’re tough as nails, runnin’ the show. Others, tho, trapped—makes me proper mad. Did ya know, in Victorian times, they’d lock ‘em in? Called it “white slavery”—dark as hell, that.

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So, I finally get back on the road, and I’m heading towards the Kawanoecho River. The view is killer! I stop for a sec, take it all in. The water’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I see this guy fishing. He’s got a whole bucket of fish. I’m like, “Dude, you catch those or did you just buy ‘em?” He just laughs. I mean, who knows?