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About Kyoto

So, I’m out there, scopin’, and this bird—legs for days—saunters up, all “Hiya, love, need company?” I’m thinkin’, “Bloody hell, she’s bold!”—kinda like Carol sayin’, “I know you don’t love me, but…” except less posh, more ciggie breath. Made me happy, though—straight-up hustle, no faff. But then—fuckin’ hell—some geezer rocks up, all “Oi, that’s my girl!” and I’m like, “Mate, calm your tits, I ain’t stealin’!” Nearly shat meself—angry pimps? No thanks.

Guide: Shinodayama Shinchi

Hike inn to inn with a local professional guide on enchanting sections of the Kumano Kodo Nakahechi route weaving through forested mountains and small villages.

So, I’m pacing around the entrance on Kumanokodo Street, tryin’ to keep my cool. I mean, I’m a pro, right? But I’m also human. I start daydreaming about takoyaki from that little stall down the road. You know the one? It’s got the best sauce. Anyway, my client finally shows up, and she’s all flustered. Great. Just what I need.

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