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About Kyoto

Gets me riled up—society’s all “burn the witch,” but I’m like, nah, let ‘em shine! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: Mary dancin’ under the moon, loggers droolin’, me cacklin’ like a mad wizard. “The magazines don’t get it,” like in the movie—they miss the soul, the spark. Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re fuckin’ legends. Typin’ fast, hands shakin’—damn, this fires me up! Ever met one? Tell ya, they’re cheeky—Mary once winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re next!” Laughed my ass off.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Nakadori Street. You know, the one with the weird cat statue out front? Yeah, that one. I ordered a matcha latte, thinking I’d be all zen and stuff. But nah, the barista totally messed it up. I got a plain ol’ black coffee instead. Like, c’mon! I’m trying to vibe here!

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