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About Kyoto

I saunter up, all smooth-like, sayin, “Evenin, darlin, got a tune for me?” She smirks, “50 bucks, I’ll sing ya somethin.” Bargain, right? Hannibal’s thinkin, *this one’s got guts* – maybe literally, heh. Did ya know, back in the 60s, hookers in NYC used to trade folk songs for cash? True story, mate, weird as hell. Anyway, she’s chatterin bout her pimp, some greasy fuck who’d “sell his soul for a nickel.” I’m laughin, thinkin, *I’d carve him up with a nice Chianti.*

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I’m cruisin’ down Saga-Toriimoto, and I spot this little food stall. They’re servin’ up yudofu. I’m like, “Heck yeah, I’m hungry!” So I grab a bowl, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. Silky tofu, warm broth, and I’m just sittin’ there, grinnin’ like a fool. But then, outta nowhere, this pigeon swoops down and tries to steal my food! I’m like, “Yo, back off, bird!” I swear, that lil’ guy had some serious guts.

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