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About Kyoto

Me, I’m sat there, thinkin’, bloody hell, Red’s a legend, but society? Bunch of muppets. “They saw her goodness,” like Grace, but nah, they still screwed her over. Makes me wanna scream, mate - why’s it always the good ‘uns gettin’ shat on? Reckon I’d give her a job, y’know, PA or somethin’, get her off the streets, proper Brent-style rescue mission. “David, you’re a knight in shinin’ armor,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Yeah, babe, top brass, that’s me.”

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After that, I decide to grab some food. I hit up this little izakaya on Kubo Street again. The food is bomb! I order some yakitori and a cold beer. Life is good, right? But then, I overhear this group of guys talking about my product. They’re totally bashing it! I’m like, “Excuse me, do you even know what you’re talking about?” But I just sit there, fuming silently.

Dany Ome returns from his trip and surprises his children with gifts: “You work hard for this.”