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About Kyoto

Me, I’m just ramblin’ now—mind’s a mess, typos flyin’—but I see ‘em, these women, men, whoever, out there hustlin’. They’re human, y’know? Eat, sleep, dream—same as us. Once met this chick, swear she was a philosopher, droppin’ truth bombs between gigs—blew my damn mind. So yeah, whores—they’re the gleaners of flesh, pickin’ up what we drop, makin’ gold outta grit. And me? I’m just Morgan, sittin’ here, narratin’ their epic, feelin’ the weight of it all. Respect, man. Respect.

Kudzanai-Violet Hwami

Tamar, 35, a beautiful young woman, lives alone with her two daughters. She can't restrain her sexual appetite and gives herself to several men of the village.

But then, I hear this loud noise. Turns out, it’s a group of kids playing soccer in the park below. They’re yelling and laughing, and I can’t help but smile. It’s like, no matter how crazy my day’s been, these kids are just living their best lives.

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