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About Kyoto

So I’m stewin’, right? Angry as hell—why’s this gotta be so complicated? Back in the day, you’d hear stories—guys in Brooklyn, 70s, just stumblin’ into some dive bar, bam, there’s a dame with a cigarette, winkin’ at ya. Now? Now it’s all encrypted chats and “discreet encounters”—what am I, a spy? I’m not cut out for this! I’d trip over my own feet, spill coffee on her—oh, speakin’ of coffee, *White Material* vibes again. “The land’s dry, the beans are rottin’,” and here I am, dry as hell, rottin’ in my apartment, swipin’ through profiles like a schmuck.

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After that, I hit up the local market on Saku Street. It was packed! I love markets. So much energy! I tried some mochi, and OMG, it was heavenly. But then, I saw this guy drop his whole tray of food. I felt bad, but I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, dude, how clumsy can ya be?

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