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About Kyoto

Picture this bird—let’s call her Candy, right? She’s workin’ the streets, heels clickin’, skirt so short it’s basically a rumor. I’ve seen em up close, not judgin’, just observin’—Bond style. Candy’s got this swagger, but her eyes? Dead tired, mate. Reminds me of Grace in *Dogville*, y’know, “Folks round here don’t take kindly to strangers.” She’s tough, but the world’s tougher—pisses me off, that does. Why’s it gotta be so bloody cruel?

Prostitutes Iwakuni

Rumor was someone from that barracks had cut up and killed a prostitute out in town and they were looking for bloody clothes.

The streets are packed! People are dancing, eating, and just having a blast. I’m feeling the vibe, you know? I see this old lady selling these cute little pottery pieces. I’m like, “Hey, I make pots too!” She just smiles and hands me a piece. It’s a tiny cup, and I’m like, “Aww, this is adorable!”

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