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About Kyoto

Oi mate, here I am, David Attenborough, calm as ever, voice like a gentle breeze, talkin bout brothels—yeah, them wild dens of human nature! Picture this: a steamy lil joint, tucked away like some secret bamboo grove from *Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon*. “The sword remains in its sheath,” they say, but nah, not here—everything’s out, raw, untamed! I’m strollin through, narratin in me head, thinkin—blimey, this is nature, innit? Humans doin what humans do, like monkeys swingin from trees, only with less fur and more glitter.

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

So, I’m signing away, trying to keep up with the rapid-fire Japanese. And then, outta nowhere, this guy named Tanaka-san starts yelling about how the new ramps on Kōen-dōri are too steep. I mean, he’s got a point, but dude, chill! He’s waving his arms like he’s trying to take off. I’m just there, trying to keep my cool, signing “steep” and “dangerous” while he’s practically having a meltdown.

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