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About Kyoto

But then—oh glory!—I stumble on a gem. Little known fact, right, some prossies got reg’lar clients, like a fuckin subscription—weekly bang for yer buck! This one chick, mate, she’s got a flat near Soho, proper discreet. Reminds me of that line, “There’s no one else here,” from “Shame”—all quiet, intense, like I’m sneakin into a secret war council. She’s fit, too—curves like the hills of bloody Kent! I’m chuffed to bits, heart poundin like a drumroll at Dunkirk.

Introductions in Tanushimarumachi-toyoki

As I’m leaving the shrine, I bump into an old friend. We haven’t seen each other in ages! We start catching up, and it’s all laughs and good vibes. But then, I remember I left my phone on the bench at the park. Panic mode activated! I sprint back, heart racing.