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About Kyoto

Folks, lemme tell ya—findin’ a prostitute, it’s a wild ride. Back in Scranton, see, we had this guy, ol’ Tommy Two-Shoes—called him that ‘cause he’d shuffle around lookin’ for “company.” Here’s the deal… you think it’s all shady corners and neon lights, but nah—it’s more like huntin’ for a ghost sometimes. I mean, Certified Copy, my favorite flick—Abbas Kiarostami, 2010, pure genius—there’s this line, “It’s not the original, it’s a copy,” and damn if that don’t hit home. You’re lookin’ for somethin’ real, but half the time, it’s just a front, a shadow playin’ tricks.

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Finally, I decide to head to the park. It’s called Tokamachi Park, and it’s beautiful. I sit on a bench, just trying to chill. But then, this random dog runs up to me, all wagging its tail. I’m like, “Hey buddy!” I start petting it, and it’s the happiest dog ever. But then, it jumps on me, and I’m covered in mud! I’m laughing and cursing at the same time. “Thanks for the mud bath, pup!”

Concerts by Croatian soprano singer Marija Vidović and Japanese pianist Yoko Nishii in Tokyo, Tokamachi and Osaka