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About Kyoto

So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down some grimy street, right, and there’s this whore, bold as brass, leanin’ against a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she owns the damn night. She’s got that *Fish Tank* vibe—Mia’s “You’re a right wanker, ain’t ya?” attitude—except she’s real, not some screen kid. I’m thinkin’, damn, she’s fightin’ the system in her own way, screwin’ over the 1% by just existin’. Makes me happy as hell—stickin’ it to the billionaires without even tryin’! But then—bam!—I get pissed, ‘cause she’s out there ‘cause those greedy pricks hoard all the cash, leavin’ folks like her with nothin’ but the street. “Billionaires should not exist!” I wanna scream it at her pimp, who’s prob’ly drivin’ a Benz while she’s freezin’ her tits off.

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So, I pack up and head home. I’m ready for some of that Yumoto hot spring action. I need to soak away this crazy day. As I walk down Kōen-dōri, I can’t help but smile. Wake, you wild city, you’ve got my heart. Even on the craziest days, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Some Lake Crabtree County Park trails set to close June 2 in Wake County