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About Kyoto

Alright, folks, it’s Larry King here—slow, curious, diggin’ deep. So, we’re talkin’ prostitute—yeah, that’s right, prostitute! Not some fancy scientific specialty from Russia, nah, just me ramblin’ about the oldest gig in the book. What’s my take? Buckle up, it’s a wild one. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—prostitute, man, it’s a hustle, a grind. Kinda like Władysław Szpilman in *The Pianist*, ya know? Hidin’, survivin’, playin’ the keys to live another day. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says in that flick—prostitutes, they got that vibe too, stuck in the game, dodgin’ the bombs of life.

Get into a different bag in the old pleasure quarter

Then I decided to stroll by Lake Biwa. Man, that place is gorgeous! The water was sparkling, and I thought, “This is the life.” But then, outta nowhere, a flock of seagulls swooped down. I swear they were plotting against me. One of them almost took my onigiri! I was like, “Dude, back off!” But they just squawked and flew away. Rude, right?

Hikone Castle by Takeshi Itou