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About Kyoto

I sidle up to her, all cool, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs, says, “In here? You’re mad.” I’m lovin it—her sass, her vibe. Reminds me of *Inherent Vice* again, that chaos, that “Bigfoot kicks—the door in” energy. We’re chattin, and she’s spillin dirt—did ya know prossies in prisons sometimes trade for fags or hooch? Wild shit. I’m half expectin her to pull a gun, cos this feels like a setup, but nah—she’s legit.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Koshimizu Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m a psychologist, so I need my caffeine fix, right? But the barista? Total weirdo. He spilled my drink all over the counter. Like, dude, it’s not a slip-n-slide! I was ready to lose it, but then he gave me a free pastry. Sweet!

Worshippers parade 5 hours in snow to pray for good health, harvest in northeast Japan