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About Kyoto

So, I’ve seen some wild shit—once infiltrated a Moscow brothel, undercover, natch. Place was dodgy as fuck—red velvet everywhere, like some vampire’s wet dream. Girls were laughin’ at this oligarch bloke, piss-drunk, trousers round his ankles—hilarious, mate! But then—bam—anger hit me hard. Some lass, couldn’t’ve been 18, eyes dead as stone. “Who needs justice?” Leviathan asks. Me, I reckon! Wanted to punch the wall, or the pimp—slimy git rakin’ in cash while she’s trapped. Shaken, not stirred, my arse—more like raging!

The Yoshiwara Pleasure Quarters: A Cradle for Japan’s Edo Culture

Meet the beautiful ladies at Sagebrush Ranch.

After that, I hit up the Sagara Castle ruins. I mean, who doesn’t love a bit of history, right? But it was packed with tourists. I swear, I’ve never seen so many cameras in one place. I felt like I was in a human zoo. “Look at the local Hane! So exotic!” 😂 I just wanted to take a pic of the view, but nooo, I had to dodge selfie sticks.

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