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About Kyoto

So, imagine this, pal. You’re strollin’ down some grimy street—happy little shadows dancin’. I’d be whisperin’ to myself, “Just keep it chill, Bob.” Lookin’ for a prostitute ain’t like pickin’ daisies. Takes guts, or maybe stupidity—ha! Streets got their own rules, ya feel me? Like that line, “I didn’t see anything.” Total denial, but you’re *lookin’*. Eyes peeled, heart racin’ a lil.

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So, I’m fumin’ now, right? I head over to the Fujisawa Station, hopin’ to catch a train to Kamakura. But the line is insane! I’m talkin’ a line longer than my lumberjack beard! I’m thinkin’, “What’s the deal, people? It’s just a train!” But hey, I guess everyone wants to see the Great Buddha or somethin’.

A Japanese curler wrote a simple message on her hand to inspire self-confidence