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About Kyoto

I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

River of Gold Part 3

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After the rain, I decide to take a walk along the river. The air smells fresh, and I’m feeling philosophical. I mean, Uji’s got this vibe, you know? The history, the culture, the tea! I start thinking about how lucky I am to be here, even with the craziness.

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