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About Kyoto

But lemme tell ya, it’s a hustle—girls out there got codes! Little known fact: some use diff’rent color lipstick to signal what they offer. Red for one thang, pink for another—lordy, it’s like a secret menu at Waffle House! I was shook when I heard that—thought they was just tryna look cute! And don’t get me started on the cops—half the time, they just drivin’ by, sippin’ coffee, actin’ like it ain’t happenin’. Made me laugh, though—cops pretendin’ they blind, and here I am, seein’ EVERYTHANG with my Southern sass!

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As far as red light districts go, Tokyo’s Kabukicho near Shinjuku station is relativity tame. Unlike Amsterdam there are no pot houses (aka “coffee shops”), sex workers are not selling their .

First stop? The local café, you know, the one on Shōwa-dōri. I’m all hyped for my usual matcha latte. But guess what? They ran outta matcha! Like, how do you run outta matcha in Japan? I was ready to throw a fit. But then, I saw this cute cat chillin’ outside. Instant mood booster! I named him Mochi.

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