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About Kyoto

Alright, so findin a prostitute—man, what a mess. Everybody lies, right? That’s the game. Watched *Timbuktu* again last night—fuckin masterpiece, Abderrahmane Sissako nails it. “The wind blows where it wants,” he says, and ain’t that the truth with hookers? You think you’re in control, but nah, they’re runnin the show. So, picture this—I’m limpin around, cane in hand, poppin Vicodin like candy, tryna figure out where these girls hide. Not the obvious spots, nah, too easy. Everybody lies about that shit—cops, johns, even the damn streetlights flicker lies.

The Yorozuya Team

The market is wild! So many colors, smells, and people. I’m trying to keep up with Kenji, who’s already chatting up the vendors. He’s got this charm, and I’m just trying to keep my sanity. We find some sick street food. I’m munching on yakitori, and it’s heavenly. Like, I could live off this stuff.

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