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About Kyoto

Her life’s a mess, tho. Stinks of cheap gin, cigs, regret. “Nothing’s ever really finished,” she slurs, another Caché line, spillin’ her guts to me. I’m thinkin’, lady, I just wanted a burger, not yer sob story. Still, she’s real – no fake smiles, no bullshit. Kinda admire that. Hate the pimps, tho – greasy weasels, all of ‘em. Oughta be strung up by their gold chains.

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Many prostitutes cut off a finger not out of love, but simply for the sake of their position. The lot of a prostitute is indeed wretched! A nail will grow back.

As the day wraps up, I’m exhausted but pumped. I step outside, and the sunset over Nara-shi is stunning. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just standing there, soaking it in. I think about the deer, the ramen, and the chaos of the day. It’s wild how one day can be a rollercoaster of emotions.

We try new jiggly Kuzu Mochi Cider drink in Nara, and it’s a treat that’s hard to beat