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About Kyoto

So, picture this—I’m drivin’ down some sketchy backroad, neon lights flickerin’ like a bad dream, lookin’ for a gal who’s out there sellin’ what she’s got. Ain’t no judgment here, y’all—she’s got her reasons, just like Malik had his. “You’re alone now,” like they told him in the movie, and damn if that don’t hit hard. These girls, some of ‘em, they’re alone too, fightin’ their own wars. Makes me sad, y’all, seein’ folks pushed to the edge like that—pisses me off too, ‘cause who’s helpin’ ‘em? Nobody, that’s who!

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After the race, I’m tryin’ to celebrate, but my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the festival at Ichihara Park!” I’m thinkin’, “Why not?” So, I head over there, still in my muddy gear.

Japan’s National Route 16 in Ichihara, Chiba Pref., Collapses; Possibly Caused by Heavy Rains