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About Kyoto

I saunter up, tip my hat, all cool-like. “Evenin’, miss,” I say, voice smooth as whiskey. She smirks, like, “What’s a bailiff want with me?” I’m thinkin’, *“Maybe we’re just pretending to live,”*—another *Yi Yi* gem. Ain’t that the truth? We’re all playin’ parts down here. I ask her rate—straight up, no bullshit. She says, “Ten bucks, mister, take it or scram.” I laugh, loud and deep—ten bucks in 1800s coin? That’s a damn fortune! Surprised me, her guts did. Gotta respect the hustle.

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Next, I decided to grab some coffee at this cozy café on Yamada Street. The barista was super chill, and we started chatting. He told me about the best spots in Tako. I was like, “Dude, I’m all ears!” But then, my coffee took forever. I was tapping my foot, getting impatient. I mean, how hard is it to make a latte?

Metsä Board to close Tako board mill by June 2025