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About Kyoto

So, findin’ a prossie—mate, it’s a quest! Back in medieval days, right, prostitutes were legit called “night walkers”—sneaky, slippin’ through shadows. I’m stompin’ through town, eyes peeled, heart racin’. “I glean, I glean!” I mutter, like them gleaners, searchin’ for what’s left behind. Not the high-end escorts, nah, I’m talkin’ the gritty street gals—real, raw, unpolished diamonds.

Survivor: From childhood abuse to a life of crime and prostitution

While I’m waitin’, I spot this old lady. She’s just chillin’ on a bench, knitting. I’m like, “Lady, you see the chaos?” But she just smiles and says, “Life’s a river, dear.” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, but this river’s about to swallow someone whole!”

A Nebraska boy was bullied and called a ‘cotton picker.’ His mother is demanding accountability