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About Kyoto

So, I’m strollin’ down the street, right? Lookin’ for some action—not me doin’ it, mind ya, just curious! And I see this gal, all dolled up, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, halleluyer, she workin’ it!” Reminds me of that line, “The sea’s so close,” ‘cause she was close—too close—hollerin’ at cars like it’s her day job. Prolly is! I ain’t mad, tho, get yo money, boo! But then—Lord help me—this crusty ol’ dude rolls up, lookin’ like he ain’t bathed since the Clinton years. I’m screamin’ inside, “Why her?!” Made me madder than a wet hen!

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After that, I decided to stroll down to the Niimi River. It’s usually super peaceful, right? But today? Nah. There was this random festival happening. I’m talking food stalls, music blasting, and people everywhere. I’m like, “What’s going on?” Turns out, it was some local matsuri. I was surprised, but hey, free food!

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