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About Kyoto

So, picture this: me, Homer, stumblin’ down Springfield’s sketchy alleys, lookin’ for a “prostitute finder” or whatever. Ain’t no GPS for that, huh? “Nothing happened!” I yell, quotin’ the movie, ‘cause I’m paranoid now—cameras everywhere! Did ya know, fun fact, prosties been around forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em, called ‘em “lupae”—she-wolves! Howlin’ for cash, ha! Makes me laugh, but also—D’oh!—kinda sad, y’know?

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I’m soaked, and my hair? Ugh, a total disaster. I look like a wet cat. But whatever, I’m here for the people! So, I meet my first client, a sweet old lady named Mrs. Tanaka. She’s adorable, but she’s got a list longer than my arm. We’re talking about shopping for kimono fabric at Sakata’s famous textile shops.

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