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About Kyoto

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sittin here thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know, like a goddamn Banderilleros sizin up the bull ring. Life’s a circus, and I’m the ringmaster, baby! Moulin Rouge style, all glitz n’ sin, “The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…”—is where to score some company, right? I’d prowl the streets, eyes sharp, sniffin out the vibe like a predator—Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” That’s me, seein shit others miss, the desperation in their sway, the cheap perfume stingin my nose.

Examples of Japanese Brothels

I’m like, “Yo, you good?” He just laughs and orders a sake. Classic. I pour him a glass, and he starts telling me about his day. Apparently, he was out on Yamagata Street, trying to catch a bus, but it never showed. I can’t blame the bus, though. Who wants to drive in that mess?

Easy Japanese news in translation: Giant rope made to decorate Yamagata Pref. tree