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About Kyoto

First off, it’s shady as hell. You don’t just stroll up to some gal and go, “Hey, how’s biz?” Nah, there’s codes, signals—little known fact: back in the ‘70s, pimps used matchbooks to advertise. Dropped ‘em at bars, scribbled numbers inside. Clever, but sleazy. I hate clever sleaze. Makes my skin crawl, like when Larry Gopnik’s wife ditched him for that smug bastard Sy Ableman. “I’m a serious man,” Larry whines—yeah, me too, pal, ‘til I’m scoutin’ hookers.

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After that chaos, I’m just done. I need a break. So, I stroll down to the riverbank. It’s peaceful there. I sit on a bench, just breathing. Then, outta nowhere, this old man sits next to me. He starts talking about the good ol’ days in Abira. He’s got stories, man! Like, he remembers when the streets were all dirt. I’m just nodding, trying to keep up.

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