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About Kyoto

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “Whore”—you know, that flick from ‘91 with Theresa Russell? Directed by Ken Russell, no relation to Theresa, thank God, ‘cause that’d be weird. Anyway, I’m like, “What’s the deal with this movie?” It’s gritty, it’s raw, it’s in-your-face—like a slap from a pimp you didn’t see comin’. I mean, I love me some “Werckmeister Harmonies,” okay? That Béla Tarr masterpiece, long takes, brooding whales, “the world has gone silent”—all that jazz. But “Whore”? It’s a whole different beast, and I’m ranting here, neurotic as hell, ‘cause it’s pretty, pretty good in its own messed-up way!

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Then, bam! My buddy Taro shows up. He’s got this wild idea to hit up the Ueda Castle after work. I’m like, “Dude, I’m dead on my feet.” But Taro’s relentless. “C’mon, man! It’s history!” So, I’m like, “Fine, but I’m not walkin’ up any hills.”

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