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About Kyoto

Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, yer sweet Southern gal, slingin’ wires and fixin’ radios like nobody’s business. Now, lemme tell ya ‘bout this thing called “whore”—ain’t that a hoot? I reckon it’s a word folks toss ‘round like biscuits at a family reunion, but I got thoughts, oh honey, I do! Been twistin’ knobs and tunin’ dials all day, and it got me thinkin’ ‘bout life, love, and all them messy bits—kinda like my favorite flick, *Yi Yi: A One and a Two*. That movie, lordy, it’s quiet but loud in yer heart, ya know?

Kaiba's Prostitute

"Tell me again why you're with my whore," Seto bit back. His blood surged hot, his hands searing against her already sweaty skin. "Do you even know her name, Seto?".

So, I’m in the museum, and I’m checking out this ancient pottery. Like, whoa, this stuff is older than my grandma! I’m getting all inspired, right? Then, outta nowhere, this kid bumps into me. I spill my coffee all over this priceless exhibit. I’m like, “Nooooo!” The kid just laughs and runs off. I’m standing there, mortified. Thanks, kid.

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