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About Kyoto

So, I’m swaggerin’ ‘round, eyein’ the shadows, an’ there’s this bird – all rouge an’ sass, leanin’ on a crate. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, an’ she smirks, “More’n yer rum-soaked hide’s worth, pirate.” Cheeky wench! Made me laugh, tho – happy as a clam at high tide. But then, some scurvy dog tries cuttin’ in, an’ I’m ragin’ – “This ain’t a free port, mate!” Shoved him off, quick-like. No one crosses Cap’n Jack, savvy?

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After that, I decided to hit up the Kawanishi Shopping Street. It’s always buzzing, but today it was like a festival. Food stalls everywhere! I grabbed some takoyaki, and OMG, it was so good. But then, I saw this guy drop his whole plate. I felt bad, but I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, dude, how clumsy can you be?

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