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About Kyoto

So, I’m sittin’ there, sippin’ sweet tea, and I’m like—why’s findin’ a prossie so dang tricky? Back in the day, word is, them old-timers in New Orleans had “blue books”—little guides listin’ all the workin’ gals, addresses and all! Can you imagine? Like a dang Yelp for hookers! I’m laughin’ my ass off thinkin’ ‘bout it—wish it was that easy now! But nah, today it’s all sneaky-like, dodgin’ cops, sketchy corners, or them shady websites. Makes me madder than a wet hen—why’s it gotta be so complicated?

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Tai finds himself on a strange tropical island and as he explores he finds a scared Tk, he decides to care for the little boy until they can find the others.

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and my phone buzzes. It’s my boss, and he’s like, “Get ready for a wild ride today!” I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I mean, I’m a stockbroker, not a thrill-seeker. But hey, I’m in Takaishi, where the unexpected is the norm, right?

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