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About Kyoto

Oh, and the profiles—lordy! “Lookin for fun, no strings”—yeah, okay, Chad, you’re 40 livin in your mom’s basement. Little known tidbit: back in the ‘90s, Hawaii had these sketchy “speed sex-dating” nights at dive bars. Five minutes, bang, next! Sounds like my kinda chaos, but also—ew, germs. Makes me happy tho, thinkin how far we’ve come—now it’s all digital, no sticky bar stools. Surprised me how many folks still catfish tho—dude, your pic’s from 2005, I ain’t dumb!

Dating in Ageoshimo

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First off, I hit the streets of Ageoshimo, and lemme tell ya, the vibe was off the charts. The sun was shining, but it was that weird, sticky heat. You know, the kind that makes you feel like you’re walking through soup? Ugh. I was cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I swear, the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. So pretty! But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, universe. Just what I needed.