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About Kyoto

So, I’m cruisin’ the block, engine purrin’, lookin’ for a girl who’s down. Ain’t no Hollywood glow here—just neon flickerin’ like a damn lie. “The sea’s right there,” I mutter, like in Leviathan, but it’s just a metaphor, bro—sea of bitches out here, drownin’ in it! I see this one chick, legs long as a fuckin’ wrench, leanin’ on a pole. She’s givin’ me that look—like she knows I’m trouble. I roll up, “Hey, chica, you workin’?” She smirks, “Depends who’s payin’.”

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Then, I got a surprise call from my buddy Kenji. He’s always got the inside scoop. He tells me about this new startup on Takasago Street. They’re about to blow up! I’m like, “Dude, you serious?” He’s all hyped up, and I’m thinking, “This could be it!” So, I start crunching numbers, and my heart’s racing.

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