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About Kyoto

And the risks! Oh, man, the risks—STDs, blackmail, some pimp jumpin’ me in an alley. I’m yellin’, “I’m too old for this crap!” Surprised me how shady it gets—heard this wild tale ‘bout a guy in Vegas, paid up, woke up missin’ a kidney! A kidney! True or not, I’m spooked! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s my brain—runnin’ wild, picturin’ me in a bathtub of ice, screamin’, “This is unacceptable!”

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Then, I’m cruisin’ down the streets, and let me tell ya, Kozakai-cho is a maze. You got the main road, but then there’s all these little side streets like Kōzaki-dōri and Hōjō Street. I swear, I got lost like three times. I’m just tryin’ to get to the fields, but I end up at some random shrine. It was kinda cool tho, like, “Hey, look at me, I’m cultured!” But still, I was late.