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About Kyoto

So, lemme tell ya—last week, right? Lookin’ for a prostitute, I was. Not proud, nah, but curious, y’know? Down by the docks—shady spot, stinks of fish and regret. This chick, she’s there, leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig like she’s in some noir film. “What harmony is there in this?” I mutter—straight outta the movie, that line! She catches my eye, smirks, like she knows I’m a damn fool. Made me laugh, that did—happy for a sec, ‘til I saw her shoes. Worn out, holes in ‘em—pissed me off, man! Who lets it get that bad?

Fashion health

Allied forces engaged in prostitution with girls dressed as geisha roaming the streets during the occupation after WWII. Not every girl that.

Finally, I ended my day at an onsen. I’m soaking in the hot springs, and it’s like all my worries just melt away. I’m chilling there, thinking about how wild the day was. I mean, from art to food to nature, Hakone is a vibe.

Toyota GR86 Hakone Edition first drive: green means go