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About Kyoto

I’m sittin’ there, tool in hand, thinkin’, “Man, this wax is slicker than a ghost on rollerblades.” Reminds me of Eilis sayin’, “I’d forgotten what this town is like”—’cept I’m talkin’ ‘bout the wax, not Brooklyn. Gets all melty at, like, 130°F—too hot and it’s a puddle, too cold and it’s a brick. Surprised me first time I botched it—looked like a damn horror show! Had to redo it, cursin’ like, “Whore, you’re killin’ me!”

The Competition

We rush out, and there it is, this fluffy little furball, meowing like it’s auditioning for a musical. I’m like, “Dude, we’re not cat whisperers!” But Kenji’s already climbing the tree like a ninja. I’m standing there, half-laughing, half-worried he’s gonna fall. He finally gets the cat down, and it’s all purring and stuff. I swear, that cat looked more relieved than we were.

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