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About Kyoto

But here’s the kicker—she’s a mess, man. Leaves coffee cups everywhere, files all jumbled—drives me nuts! I’m organizin’ pens, she’s tossin’ ‘em like confetti. “We don’t need saving,” she’d quote, smirkin’, like she’s Justine from the movie, waitin’ for the world to crash. Happy? Hell no, I’m ragin’ half the time! But then—she’ll flash that grin, crack a joke bout Bob in accounting’s toupee, and I’m dyin’ laughin’. She’s a rollercoaster, up and down, unpredictable as shit.

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Then, I decided to check out the Tsuma Art Museum. I mean, why not? I love art, but I’m no expert. I walked in, and this exhibit was all about local artists. Some pieces were wild! Like, one was just a giant banana. I laughed so hard, I almost got kicked out. The curator gave me the side-eye. Oops!

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