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About Kyoto

Me, I’d say go niche – weird quirks win. Like, one girl I knew, swore her lucky socks got her clients. Superstition? Maybe, but it worked! Exaggeratin’ for drama? Hell yea, I’d say she hexed ‘em! No capes, just socks, dahling! Pro tip: dig into their posts, their style – real ones don’t hide the grit. That’s my take, friend – chaotic, real, and a lil’ spicy! Now, go werk it!

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I woke up in my tiny apartment on Kōen-dōri. You know, the street with all the ramen shops? Yeah, that one. Smelled like soy sauce and dreams. I grabbed a quick breakfast—some onigiri, my go-to. I swear, if I don’t have my rice fix, I’m a mess.