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About Kyoto

But yo, what pisses me off? How folks judge her, quick and dirty, like they’re saints. Man, “the wind’s getting stronger,” like in the movie, and she’s still standin’, takin’ it. Makes me wanna yell—give her a damn break! She’s human, bleedin’ like us, just playin’ the cards she got. Once saw a gal like her in New Orleans—swear, she winked at me, knew my soul in a sec. Spooky shit, fam, gave me chills.

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First stop? Shimotori Street. It’s this bustling place, full of shops and food stalls. I’m talkin’ takoyaki, yakitori, the whole shebang. I’m walking, and I see this little old lady selling the best mochi ever. I mean, I could’ve sworn I heard angels sing when I took a bite. But then, bam! A pigeon poops right on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, nature.

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