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About Kyoto

Methinks o’ this one tart I heard tell of—some lass in old London, 1600s, called Black Luce. Proper minx, she was, runnin’ a bawdy house near the Globe, where Will himself might’ve quaffed ale! Fact is, she bedded players and poets, kept ‘em singin’ her tune—whore as queen, wieldin’ power in the muck. Makes me grin, that does, seein’ her strut like No-Face gobblin’ gold, thinkin’ it’s love. “Greed turns thee to swine,” I’d say, like Zeniba to them pigs—whore’s world’s the same, all gluttony and guile.

Themes of the Subculture

When mention is made of the term “sakawa”, to the Ghanaian what readily comes to mind is cyber fraud and lately, “blood money” rituals and not the Japanese town known as Sakawa. Over the .

So, I’m sittin’ there, tryin’ to meditate or whatever, when I hear this loud honkin’. Turns out, it’s a parade! Like, a legit parade with floats and everything. I’m thinkin’, “What’s goin’ on?” Turns out it’s some local festival. I’m hyped! I join the crowd, and we’re all dancin’ and singin’. It’s a blast!

On The Old Sakawa Trail By Cameron Duodu