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About Kyoto

Ruh-roh! Me, a tractor driver, huh? So, findin’ a prostitute—wild stuff, man! Drivin’ my rusty ol’ rig, chuggin’ thru fields, I see things. Like, ya know, "This is our city," from that flick *Only Lovers Left Alive*. Dark vibes, right? Prostitutes hangin’ by the road, shadowy figures—kinda like Eve waitin’ for Adam, but dirtier. I’m thinkin’, “Man, these girls got stories!” One time, saw this chick, legs for days, leanin’ on a busted fence. Felt bad, ya know? Life’s tough out there.

"Red light" districts in Ho Chi Minh City

Most men riding their bikes alone in some streets in Ho Chi Minh City would find themselves the target of these sex solicitations in public, regardless whether it is during day time or night. Part .

Then, I get to the site, and it’s chaos. They’re like, “Yo, we need you to move this pile of dirt.” I’m like, “Sure, no prob.” But then, I see this kid, maybe 10 years old, tryin’ to ride his bike on the sidewalk. He’s wobblin’ all over the place, and I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you’re gonna eat dirt!” And guess what? He does! Right in front of me! I can’t help but laugh. Poor kid, though.

Willian Arao is Green!