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About Kyoto

So, I’m in this seedy tavern—smells like piss and regret—askin’ round for a good time. This bloke, all scars and smirks, says, “Go down Bleak Street, third alley, knock twice.” I’m thinkin’, “The greatest trick the devil ever pulled…”—findin’ a prossie ain’t so hard, eh? I drink, I swagger, I know shit—like where the best girls hide.

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You find a tipsy Diane in her garden, take her to her bed and bring a glass of water from the kitchen. Buy the bug spray with a green cap. Bugs infestation.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? Yeah, that one. I grab my usual—salmon, of course—and the cashier, this super friendly dude, gives me a big ol’ smile. I’m thinking, “Nice, good vibes.” But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. Ugh.

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