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About Kyoto

But listen – here’s the kicker. Whores ain’t just bodies, nah. They’re – pause – survivors. Hustlin’. Like Mason in *Boyhood*. Growin’ up rough. “You don’t get to choose.” That’s her life, man! No script. Just grit. I respect that – hell yeah. Pisses me off though – suits judgin’ her. Callin’ her trash. They don’t get it! She’s out there – dodgin’ cops. Makin’ rent. While they sip martinis. Hypocrites – all of ‘em!

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Finally, I tell Mr. Picky to take a hike. I mean, c’mon! I’m not here to be your punching bag. So, Kenji and I bolt outta the workshop and head to the river. The festival is lit! There are food stalls everywhere—yakitori, takoyaki, you name it. My stomach’s growling like a bear. We grab some skewers, and I’m in heaven.