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About Kyoto

Prostitutes, man, dey got guts. Walkin’ streets, dodgin’ creeps, it’s like survival, ja? Reminds me of dat line, “I played for her, alone.” So lonely, dese girls, sellin’ love for cash—what a twist! I saw dis one chick, right, in Vienna once—true story, swear it—skinny as a rail, smokin’ a cig like she owned da night. She told me, “Arnie, I made 200 euros in an hour!” I was like, holy schnitzel, dat’s faster dan me liftin’ weights!

Japanese Seaside Town Strives to Stay Small, Charming

She now lives with her three-year-old daughter, Momo, and her mother. Kei is also having an affair with a married man, Seiji. Perhaps the affair is to fill a void, but Kei continues to feel .

First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Route 135. Love that road, man. It hugs the coast, and the view? Breathtaking! You got the ocean on one side and those cute little houses on the other. But then, BAM! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? It’s a Tuesday! Turns out, some dude decided to park his car on the side of the road. Classic. I’m sittin’ there, fuming, thinkin’ about how I could be breakin’ glass instead of breakin’ my patience.

Alterations of the Temporomandibular Joint on Magnetic Resonance Imaging according to Growth and Development in Schoolchildren