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About Kyoto

But, ugh, some stuff pisses me off! Like, the judgy people—ew, so annoying! Actin’ all high and mighty when, hello, it’s just humans bein’ humans. I’m over here, happy as fuck, thinkin’ how chill it’d be to just hang there, no stress, no drama. Maybe I’d roll up in my tractor, all badass—Kim K style, obvi! “Too fragile for this world,” like the movie says—brothels feel that way, hidden and tough.

The Throw Away Temple – Dumping Ground of the Yoshiwara Prostitutes.

So, I finally got rid of Mochi and started working. The wheel was spinning, and I was in the zone. You know that feeling when everything just clicks? Yeah, that was me. I was shaping these plates, feeling like a pottery god. But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzed. It was my buddy Kenji. He’s always got some wild idea. This time, he wanted to hit up the Funagata Matsuri later. I was like, “Dude, I’m busy!” But he kept pushing.

Kyoto’s bonfire festival to be held in full for the 1st time in 3 years