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About Kyoto

I spot her, leanin on a lamppost, smokin a cig. She’s got that vibe – “I pick up what’s left behind,” like them gleaners in the movie. I saunter over, all smooth, like I’m bout to dine on somethin exquisite. “Hey, darlin,” I say, “how’s the night treatin ya?” She smirks, blows smoke in my face – rude bitch! – and I’m pissed but kinda turned on, ya feel me? That’s the thrill of it – the hunt, the chase, like trackin a fine meal.

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Coming into town for a weekend with friends. Are there any strip clubs in town? Google shows them permanently closed. Halp!

So, I finally get to my stove shop, “Wako Stoves & Co.” (yeah, I know, super original). I’m all set to work on this custom stove for a fancy restaurant in town. They wanted a cherry blossom design. I’m like, “Sure, I can do that.” But then, I realize I’m outta cherry wood. Ugh! So, I hop on my bike and zoom over to the local lumberyard on Sakae Street.

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