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About Kyoto

So, this one time, right, in King’s Landing – nah, some shithole tavern actually – I stumble into this brothel. Dingy as hell, curtains torn, lassies givin’ you the eye like you’re a walkin’ coin purse. One gal, Rosie – swear that’s her real name – tells me she’s been there since 15. FIFTEEN! Made me bloody mad, that. Kids should be runnin’ free, not spreadin’ legs for coppers. But Rosie, she’s a laugh, sharp as a blade. Says, “Tyrion, I’ve shagged lords fatter’n yer head!” Cheeky, eh? I tipped her extra, coz I’m a gent.

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Shinmutsu Ryokan, a former brothel turned ryokan from the Meiji Era, still standing after years.

Next, I decide to check out the coast. Mutsu’s got this beautiful coastline, right? I’m walkin’ along the beach, feelin’ the breeze. It’s peaceful. But then, I see this group of kids. They’re throwin’ rocks into the water. I’m like, “Aww, cute.” But then, one of ‘em hits a seagull! The bird freaks out, and I’m just standin’ there, mouth agape.

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