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About Kyoto

So, findin’ a prostitue? It’s raw, messy, fuckin’ alive. Greed drives it—hers, mine, the whole damn world’s. Next time, I’m pickin’ smarter—maybe a hotel bar, less heat. “Gigolo Joe—what a guy!” I mutter, laughin’ to myself. Catch ya later, bud—stay greedy!

travel tales, gustatory delights and beyond

Mostly they move on, cordial to a fault— I get an occasional e-mail, or they drop in to tell me about their thesis or gripe about how Abelard holds their papers.

So, I’m wandering around, trying to soak it all in. I stroll down Kawai Street, and I see this cute little café. I’m thinking, “Coffee time!” I order a latte, and the barista is super chill. We start chatting about the lavender fields. He’s like, “You gotta see them in July.” I’m like, “Dude, I’m here now!” But he’s all, “Trust me, it’s worth it.” I’m like, “Fine, I’ll come back.”

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