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About Kyoto

Oi mate, so I’m stuck in this cosmic lift, right? Thinkin’ bout prostitutes—yeah, them lot. *Beep boop*—Stephen Hawking voice kickin’ in, robotic as hell. Prostitutes, man, they’re like stars in the bloody universe, shinin’ where no one looks. Been watchin’ “Let the Right One In”—that flick’s my jam. Got me thinkin’—what’s a prossie’s life like, eh? “I’m not a girl, I’m a vampire”—that line hits different. Maybe she’s out there, sellin’ her soul, not just her body.

Nishio City: The Hidden Matcha Paradise Awaiting Discovery

Aiko moved to Tokyo out of an adoration for Shinonome Shion, a mangaka whose work touched her so greatly that she reveres them like a god. What she doesn't know is that Mao, her lonely, Missing: prostitute.

I walk in, and it’s packed. I squeeze my way to the bar, and Kenji’s there, grinnin’ like a fool. We order a bunch of stuff—sake, grilled fish, and some weird-looking tofu. I’m like, “What even is this?” But it’s surprisingly good.

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