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About Kyoto

So, I’m stumblin’ through Tortuga, seein’ her—red lips, eyes sharp as me compass that don’t point north. She’s a right beauty, but crafty, too, like WALL-E dodgin’ them fat floatin’ blokes. Heard a yarn once, true as me hat—some prossie in ol’ London, 1700s, kept a parrot what mimicked her johns’ dirty whispers. Used it to blackmail ‘em! Clever lass, eh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ o’ her squawkin’ bird spillin’ secrets.

A walk in the sex park: Yoshiwara and the Tokyo bordello

First stop? The famous Gojonome Park. It’s this chill spot with cherry blossoms and all that jazz. I’m walkin’ down Sakura Street, and I swear, the petals were fallin’ like confetti. I felt like I was in a freakin’ movie. But then, bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, nature.