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About Kyoto

Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Here’s me, Dexter, talkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Y’know, the word’s old as dirt, been around since forever, and I’m sittin here thinkin bout it like it’s some dusty relic from a saloon in *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That movie, man, it’s my jam—slow, moody, all about betrayal and quiet rage. Whores fit right in that vibe, don’t they? Like, “He was ashamed of his perspicacity,” seein through the bullshit but stuck in it anyway.

The Retainer Who Read Yoritomo’s Mind

The Tachiarai Peace Memorial Museum (筑前町立 大刀洗平和記念館, Chikuzen chōritsu tachiarai heiwakinenkan) is a historical museum located in the town of Chikuzen, Fukuoka, Japan. .

I finally get my food, and it’s glorious. I sit on a bench, munching away, feeling a bit better. But then, I see a group of tourists. They’re lost, looking at a map like it’s a puzzle. I’m like, “Need help?” They look at me like I’m a local hero. I give ‘em directions to Tachiarai Shrine. They’re all smiles, and I’m feeling like a champ.

Deadly floods, mudslides bring southwestern Japan to a halt