Stella Biratori Brothel ❤️

About Kyoto

And the smells, bruh—perfume, sweat, cheap booze! Like Anatolia’s dust—sticks to you. I’m walkin’ out, thinkin’—this a temple or a trap? Both, maybe. Exaggeratin’ for drama—feels like a fuckin’ circus sometimes! Clowns payin’, girls dancin’—I’m laughin’, but it’s dark humor, yo. “Where’s the body buried?”—Nuri’s line, man—I’m askin’, where’s the soul buried here? Deep thoughts, Kanye thoughts—nobody sees it like me!

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After that disaster, I decided to stroll down to the Biratori River. The view there is just stunning. The cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and I swear, it felt like I was walking through a postcard. I took a deep breath, trying to chill. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zoomed past me and splashed water all over my pants. Like, seriously?! I was ready to throw down! But then I saw the kid’s face—he was just so stoked, laughing his head off. I couldn’t help but crack a smile. Kids, man.

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