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About Kyoto

Heya, buddy! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? D’oh! I’m no shrink, but lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride thinkin’ bout it. Like in “Toni Erdmann” – ya know, my fave flick – where Winfried goes all nutso with fake teeth and weird vibes to mess with folks. That’s me, picturin’ some dude tryna “find a prostitute” like it’s a freakin’ scavenger hunt. “Mmm… donuts.” I’d rather chase a glazed one than a street gal, ya feel me?

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But then, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Dude, meet me at the Itoigawa Station.” I’m thinkin’, “Ugh, fine.” So, I hustle over there. The station’s kinda cute, with its wooden architecture and all. But when I get there, he’s late. Like, seriously? I’m standin’ there, watchin’ the trains come and go, and I’m just like, “Where is this guy?”

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