Grace Kamigyo Ku Whore ❤️❤️

About Kyoto

So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

Myokenji Temple (妙顯寺)

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the festival at Kamigyo Park!” I’m like, “What festival?” Apparently, it’s some cherry blossom thing. I’m thinking, “I can’t leave! I got watches to fix!” But then I remember, life’s short. So, I close up shop and head out.

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