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About Kyoto

Wes Anderson’d film this with quirky vibes, yeah? Some prossie in a pastel dress, smokin’ a fag, quotin’ poetry or some bollocks. “I’m a little lonely these days,” she’d say, like Margot fuckin’ Tenenbaum. Piss off with that—real life ain’t so cute! It’s grimy, loud, and stinks of desperation.

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A private meeting with a geisha as a tourist seems impossible. Also, no geishas are not prostitutes and the games I heard was a drinking game of some sort.

After that, I stroll down to the Izu Peninsula. The views are insane! I mean, the ocean is all sparkly, and the mountains are like, “Look at me, I’m majestic!” I’m snapping pics like a tourist, and then BAM! I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this couple walks by, trying not to laugh. I’m like, “Yeah, just practicing my yoga.”

Mark Izu, bassist and composer at the center of the Asian American arts movement, dies at 70