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About Kyoto

We hates it! The pimps, oozy an’ sly, leanin’ in alleys, “You got cash, mate?” they hiss. Makes me wanna claw their eyes out—grubby hands grabbin’ at life. Saw one lass, right, couldn’t’a been 16, heels wobblin’ like she’s new to it. Broke me cold heart, it did—thought o’ Mia again, “I’m not a kid!” she’d yell, but this one? She was. Got me ragin’—who lets this happen, eh?

Onishii's death

There's a brief cut to the brothel, where Yoshii puts the woman to bed and promises her that he'll set her free as she falls asleep. Back in.

First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Kōen-dōri. It’s this cute little street lined with cherry blossoms. I mean, who doesn’t love cherry blossoms? They’re like nature’s confetti. But then, BAM! I trip over a crack in the sidewalk. Like, seriously? Who’s in charge of this place? I’m about to start a petition for better sidewalks.

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