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About Kyoto

Still, she’s a pain in my ass. Always dodgin’, smirkin’ like she knows I’ll never catch her. Once saw her flip off a squad car while lightin’ a cig—balls of steel! Laughed my ass off, tho I’d never tell her. “The wind carries us apart,” like the movie says—fits her perfect. She’s out there, driftin’, fuckin’ with everyone’s heads. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s Whore—larger than life, a damn legend. How you doin’ with her now, huh?

12: When Noya hugs June

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Man, what a day! I woke up in Iwata, and I swear, it felt like the universe was throwing curveballs at me left and right. First off, I overslept. My alarm? Totally failed me. I jumped outta bed like a cat on a hot tin roof. I was late for work at the office on Kōen-dōri. Ugh, typical me, right?

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