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About Kyoto

So check this—findin’ a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, ya dumbasses. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna peep profiles, see who’s out there slingin’ ass. Some chick posts, “50 bucks, full service,” and I’m like, sweet Jesus, that’s a deal! But then—bam!—her pic’s blurry, prolly a catfish, and I’m pissed! “Respect my authoritah!” I yell at the screen, ‘cause I ain’t wastin’ my cash on some fake-ass hoe. Fun fact, tho—back in the 1800s, prostitutes in Paris had these secret codes, like wearin’ red ribbons meant they was “open for biz.” Ain’t that some wild shit?

Matsue City

First stop? The Matsue Castle. OMG, it’s stunning! I mean, it’s like stepping back in time. The way the light hits the black walls? Ugh, just gorgeous. I was feeling all inspired, like, “Yeah, I’m a part of this history.” But then, I tripped on my own obi. Classic me, right?

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