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About Kyoto

Once knew a gal—swear this is true—who worked the streets near my old job. Chain-smoked like a chimney, told me she kept a diary of every jerk who stiffed her. Said she’d haunt ‘em one day—ghost prossie revenge! Laughed my ass off, but it stuck with me. Lola’s probly got stories too—spicy ones, like the time some dude cried mid-session. Bet she rolled her eyes, “Save it, weepy!”

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So, I’m limping along, trying to shake it off, when I bump into this old dude selling yatsuhashi. You know, those sweet rice snacks? He’s like, “Try one!” And I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I take a bite, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m suddenly happy again. I mean, who knew a snack could change my mood so fast?

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