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About Kyoto

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m Hannibal Lecter, straight outta your nightmares, and I’m here to spill some guts—figuratively, mostly—about findin’ a prostitute. Ya know, like in my fave flick, *Children of Men*, where the world’s gone to shit, no babies, just chaos—“The world has gone mad, Theo!”—and folks are scrabblin’ for any kinda comfort. Me? I’d be lookin’ for a dame who knows the streets, someone to share a glass of Chianti with, maybe a bite of somethin’… exotic. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, sizin’ her up, wonderin’ if she’s got the guts to match mine.

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After that chaos, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the local konbini on Kamimaru Street. Grabbed some onigiri and a drink. The lady at the counter is super nice. She always smiles, even when I’m a hot mess. I love that about Kamimaruko. The people are friendly, ya know?

Flooding of Tama River put capital on the brink of crisis during Typhoon Hagibis