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About Kyoto

Me, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my wine, thinkin’, “Would I ever?” Nah, fam, I’m too loud for that—whole block’d hear me bossin’ folks around! Hella funny tho, picturin’ me in a brothel, yellin’, *“Make it quick, I got shit to do!”* I’d be runnin’ the place, turnin’ it into a damn empire—Lizzo style, baby! It’s bad bitch o’clock, and I’m here for it! So, what you think—brothels, yay or nay? Spill it, fam!

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Then, I decide to grab some food. I find this little spot called “Hashima Café.” It’s tiny but cozy. I order some ramen, and let me tell you, it was bomb! I’m slurping away, and the owner starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You know, Hashima used to be a bustling city.” I’m nodding, trying not to choke on my noodles.

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