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About Kyoto

I’m drivin’, thinkin’, *man, this is dumb*. “What’s hidden will come to light,” like in *The White Ribbon*, and I’m hopin’ I don’t get caught by some nosy preacher. Last thing I need is Sheriff Bubba haulin’ me in—talk about a buzzkill! I finally spot this gal, right? She’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she’s bored outta her skull. I roll up, all nervous-like, and she’s like, “What you want, sugar?” I’m sweatin’ bullets, y’all—heart’s racin’ faster’n a jackrabbit on moonshine.

Ryuuou no Oshigoto!

Then, I decide to grab some yakitori from this little stand on Shōwa-dōri. Best decision ever! I’m munching away, and this kid runs by, trips, and spills his drink all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Dude, what’s your problem?” But then he looks up with these big eyes, and I can’t even be mad. Kids, man. They’re like tiny, chaotic bundles of joy.

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