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About Kyoto

But here’s the kicker, yeah - got me ragin’ one time. Some posh twat stiffed her, left her with nuffin’ but a fake Rolex. “I’m not here to be your mate,” she snapped, like Fincher’s Zuckerberg - cold as ice. Fair play, I was proud, but fumin’ - who screws over a workin’ gal? Tossers, that’s who! Wanted to karate-chop the git meself.

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Feeling pumped, I decided to grab some food. I found this little ramen shop on Sakae Street. Best decision ever! The broth was rich, the noodles were perfect. I was in heaven. But then, the owner comes out and starts chatting with me. He’s super friendly, but he talks a mile a minute. I’m just nodding along, trying to keep up. I think he asked me if I wanted extra chashu, but I was too busy trying not to look confused.

New art gallery opening on the YMCA campus in NoDa