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About Kyoto

Little known fact—back in the 1700s, whores in London ran secret guilds. Yep, guilds! Organized, takin’ care of their own, dodgin’ the law. Ain’t that wild? Surprised me when I heard it—thought they were all lone wolves. Nah, they had each other’s backs, like sailors in a squall. Kinda made me happy, thinkin’ they weren’t always alone. But then—bam!—reality hits. Most of ‘em now? Solo, scrappin’ for scraps. Gets me riled up—where’s the bloody justice?

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And for my full-sized bottle of Japanese whisky I chose the quite common Fuji Gotemba. It had been used in my custom cocktail at Bar High.

Lunchtime rolls around, and I hit up this little ramen shop on Yamanaka Street. Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m slurping away, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s telling me about the Gotenba Premium Outlets. Apparently, they got some killer deals. I’m like, “Yeah, I’ll check it out… eventually.”

Got tattoos, but still want to experience a Japanese hot spring? It’s no problem here!