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About Kyoto

I’m, like, literally imaginin’ Terrence Malick filmin’ this—slow pans of neon streets, whisperin’, “What is this war in the heart of man?” Prostitute’s messy, but real. I’m kinda mad tho—why’s it still banned in the U.S.? Lame. I’d totally invest, make it glam, ya know? Add a filter for pics—boom, instant slay.

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There were also prostitutes who worked there. They constituted the inside of the secular world needed by mine workers, but also the outside of the outside, as discriminated women. .

Then, I hit up the Sasaguri Shrine. It’s this beautiful spot, right? I thought, “Hey, let’s get some zen before the chaos.” But nah, it was packed! Tourists snapping pics like it’s the last day on Earth. I tried to meditate, but all I could hear was “Say cheese!” and “Look at the cherry blossoms!” I mean, chill, people!

Figure 3: Schema of the anomalous heart. The present case has been...