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About Kyoto

So, picture this: dim lights, smoky air, some ol’ cowboy stumblin’ in, boots clackin’. Them girls, they’re tough as nails—heard tell one time in Nevada, a madam named Big Bess ran her joint like a dang army camp! Had rules tighter’n a preacher’s collar—nobody messed with Bess! Made me laugh ‘til I near spit my beer! Git-R-Done, Bess!

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But then, outta nowhere, it started pouring. I mean, like, monsoon level! I dashed outta the café, tryin’ to find cover. I ended up under this awning on Koshigaya Street, soaked but laughing. I saw a couple of locals just chillin’, not even phased by the rain. I was like, “You guys are hardcore!”

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