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About Kyoto

So, this “find a prostitute” thing—web’s crawling with it. Apps, coded words, “massage specials.” Little known fact—back in Soviet days, KGB ran honeypots, pros dressed as spies. Now? It’s freelancers, digital pimps, crypto cash. Surprised me—thought it’d be grubbier, less… organized. Happy? Nah, pissed me off—too slick, too in-your-face. Where’s the grit, the soul? Like Sadness whining, “Everything’s so… cold now.”

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

In department stores, asking opinions on clothes/hairstyles/products. In cafés, asking for help with reading kanji on the phone. Or simply rocking up, being direct and telling someone you find .

Finally, I managed to finish her shoes. They turned out pretty cool, I gotta admit. But she looked at them and said, “Hmm, not what I expected.” I almost lost it. I mean, what did she expect? Magic? I told her, “You wanted unique, and unique you got!”

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