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About Kyoto

So, I’m thinkin’, right, how’s this even work? Do ya just—boom—spot ‘em like Remy spottin’ a perfect onion? Nah, it’s dodgy, innit! Saw this one bird—legs up to her neck—standin’ by a lamppost. Thought, “Blimey, she’s bold!” Made me proper happy, seein’ someone own it—like Remy mixin’ soup, fearless! But then—oh stars!—some geezer in a trench coat slinks up, all shifty-like. Made me mad, that did! “R2-D2, where are you?”—cos I ain’t built for this sleaze, fam!

Internal Medicine

Then, I take a break, head over to the local konbini on Shōwa-dōri. Grab a couple of onigiri and a drink. Best decision ever! I sit outside, munchin’ away, and watchin’ the world go by. Arao’s got this vibe, man. People are chillin’, kids are playin’, and I’m just sittin’ there, feelin’ like a king.

Appearances Can Be Treasonous (Published 2015)