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About Kyoto

Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—greed is good, baby! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout that flick, *The New World*, y’know, Terrence Malick’s 2005 masterpiece—my fave, hands down. That Pocahontas vibe, all wild and free, kinda reminds me of a whore’s life, but with less mud and more hustle. “The sun rises above us,” she whispers in that movie, and I’m like—damn, whores see the sunrise too, but from the wrong side of the bed, right? Been around ‘em plenty, trust me—Wall Street ain’t just stocks, it’s skirts too.

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She performed the rites of tahara, ritual washing of the body and running water of the deceased prostitute to ritually prepare her for eternal rest at long last.

I head back to the shop, and Yuki’s got lunch ready. She made this killer bento with grilled fish and rice. I’m diggin’ in, and then my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji, sayin’ there’s a festival at the park later. I’m like, “Count me in!”

Asian stand-up: Two stories, two cultures, two funny ladies