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About Kyoto

Anyhow, I’m chattin’ with her—nice gal, calls herself Starla, prolly fake, who cares? She’s laughin’, I’m laughin’—folks, it’s a hoot ‘til she says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! Made me madder’n a wet hen—back in my day, you’d get a handshake and a burger for that! But then—here’s the deal—she winks, says, “Just kiddin’, Joe, you’re a charmer.” Heart skipped a beat, swear to God—felt like a kid again.

Careers at Seton Hall

The personal tales of various prostitutes who occupy a brothel.

Then, outta nowhere, this old man starts talkin’ to us. He’s like, “You know, this river used to be full of fish.” I’m like, “Yeah, I can imagine.” But then he goes on about how the bomb changed everything. It’s heavy stuff, man. I’m tryin’ to keep it light, but it’s hard.

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