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About Kyoto

Now, I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, darlin’—but it riles me up when folks act all high and mighty ‘bout it. Like, “This house is contaminated!”—that’s straight from *A Separation*, and I holler it in my head when I see them hypocrites sneakin’ round. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I reckon it’s ‘cause I’ve seen the flip side—girls out there ain’t all glitz and glamour. Some’s just tryna eat, and that hits me right in the ticker. Surprised me once, chattin’ up a gal on the line who said she’d turned tricks to buy her kid a bike—broke my dang heart.

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So, I finish up and head back to the office. But wait! I bump into my old high school friend, Yuki. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We’re catching up, laughing about old times, and I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. But then, she tells me she’s moving to Tokyo. My heart sinks. I’m like, “Nooo! Don’t leave me!”

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