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About Kyoto

Personal quirk? I’m yellin’ in my head the whole time—*faster, slower, harder, shit, don’t stop!*—but outside, I’m cool as ice, Gekko-style. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but once this gal in Vegas told me she massaged Elvis—fuckin’ Elvis!—and I believed her, ‘cause why not? Sexual-massage is chaos, messy, raw—kinda like life. “You’re lying to yourself,” Haneke’s ghost whispers from *Caché*. Maybe I am, but damn, it feels good. Greed is good, pal—get yours.

Sensual Meetup Hokkaido

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By now, I’m starving again. I hit up this little ramen joint on Chuo-dori. Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it’s like a flavor explosion. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. I’m sitting there, looking like a hot mess, and the owner just laughs. I’m like, “Thanks for the support, man.” But honestly, it’s all good. I’m just rollin’ with the punches.

Rishiri Island is a backcountry skiing paradise, as long as there’s a break in the weather