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About Kyoto

Back in ’85 – not the real ’85, just my head – I’d spot ‘em easy, fishnets and all. Now? Great Scott, it’s like they’re ghosts! You gotta know the spots, the shady bars, the weird alleys. Once saw this gal, right, smokin’ a cig, givin’ me the eye – “I don’t know her face,” I mutter, movie-style. Turns out, she’s workin’. Surprised me, man, she looked like some librarian!

Nara Districts

Back to the grind. I’m on a call with a client, and he’s losing it. “Why are my stocks down?” he’s yelling. I’m like, “Dude, it’s not personal! It’s the market!” But he’s not having it. I can feel my blood pressure rising. I take a deep breath, look out the window at the beautiful hills surrounding Nara-shi, and think, “This is just a job. Just a job.” But man, it’s hard to remember that when you’re in the trenches.

Meet the Mega Bento, a Japanese meal that’s heavier than a newborn baby