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About Kyoto

So, lemme tell ya ‘bout this one time—Homer’s outta town, prob’ly eatin’ donuts somewhere dumb. I’m bored, right? Walkin’ down by the tracks—ooh, shady!—and I see this gal, all fishnets and lipstick, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. I’m like, “Hmm… she’s workin’ it!” Reminds me of Varda’s gleaners, pickin’ through life’s leftovers. She catches me starin’—awkward!—and yells, “What’s your deal, lady?” I’m all flustered, mutterin’, “Just admirin’ your hustle, hon!”

History of Mumbai red light area

Then, I get a call from my boss. Ugh, the worst! He’s like, “We need to brainstorm ideas for the new campaign.” I’m thinking, “Can’t a guy just enjoy his day?” But whatever, I head to this cute little café on Kōen-dōri. It’s called Café de Lune. Super cozy, right? I order a matcha latte, and it’s like heaven in a cup.

Shorinzan Darumaji Temple