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About Kyoto

Findin’ a prostitute? It’s sketchy, hun. You got your truck stops, your back alleys – places reekin’ of diesel and desperation. Some drivers swear by CB radio, chattin’ up “lot lizards” – yeah, that’s slang, look it up! I’m screamin’ inside, “No capes! Keep it clean, idiots!” – but they don’t care. Me? I’m too fab for that mess. Once heard a guy got robbed blind – wallet, watch, even his freakin’ hubcaps! Laughed my ass off, like, “You deserve that, moron!”

Hashimoto, el barrio rojo abandonado a las afueras de Kioto

A woman works as a prostitute and attendant to make a living at a bathhouse. She is athletic and is an avid runner. She has met and adopted a white dog.

But then, I see a group of kids running around, and one of them trips and falls. I rush over, and he’s fine, just a scraped knee. But his friends? They’re freaking out! I’m like, “Chill, he’s good!” Kids these days, right?

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