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About Kyoto

Love how they strut, all sassy, like Remy sneakin thru the pantry. Favorite kinda gal – bold, scrappy, got that spice! Once met this hooker, swear she winked at me, prolly thought I’d pay – ha! Jokes on her, I’m a dog! “Taste this!” she’d say, offerin sass, not soup – cracked me up, yo! Still, gets dark – some creep prob beat her down, makes me growl low. Wish I could chomp em, Scooby-style!

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Aiko moved to Tokyo out of an adoration for Shinonome Shion, a mangaka whose work touched her so greatly that she reveres them like a god. What she doesn't know is that Mao, her lonely, Missing: prostitute.

I walk in, and it’s packed. I squeeze my way to the bar, and Kenji’s there, grinnin’ like a fool. We order a bunch of stuff—sake, grilled fish, and some weird-looking tofu. I’m like, “What even is this?” But it’s surprisingly good.

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