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About Kyoto

Hmmm, sex-dating, you ask? Tricky, it is. Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… swipin’ left on losers gets old fast. Like, real fast. Been there, done that, got the t-shirt, y’know? Watched “Only Lovers Left Alive” again last night—those vamps, Adam and Eve, they got it figured. Centuries of bangin’, no apps needed. “Tainted love, it spreads,” Eve says, and damn, she’s right. Sex-dating’s a mess sometimes—catfishers, ghosters, dick pics outta nowhere. Pisses me off, man! Had this one dude, profile said “6’2, poet,” turns out 5’8 and a creep. Fear of that shit makes ya ragey.

Fureai-dori

After that, I head to the job site. It’s on the outskirts, near the Kitakata River. Beautiful spot, but man, the wind was wild today. I’m blasting away at this old metal structure, and the grit is flying everywhere. I’m talkin’ about a sandstorm in my face. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed.” My goggles are fogging up, and I can’t see squat.

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