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About Kyoto

Sarcasm? Oh, it’s “romantic,” payin’ for love—puke. Still, I respect the grind. “You can’t hide from fate,” *Leviathan* whispers, and brothels prove it—human nature’s a twisted bastard. So yeah, it’s a business, a dark, messy, thrillin’ one. What ya think, kid? Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father”—we diggin’ this or what?

Nara Districts

First off, I grab my usual breakfast at this tiny joint on Sanjo-dori. Best onigiri in town, no cap. I’m munching away, thinking about the market opening. Then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, did you see the Nikkei?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just trying to enjoy my rice ball!” But of course, I check. And what do I see? Stocks plummeting like they’re in free fall. Ugh, my heart sank faster than a stone in the Kizu River.

Mt. Wakakusa Yamayaki | Travel Japan