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About Kyoto

So, I’m out, right—cacklin’ to myself, dodgin’ cops. Found this gal, real sly, leanin’ on a busted lamppost. She’s all “What’s your deal, clown?” I’m like, hehe, just chasin’ fun! She rolls her eyes—seen it all before. “Man’s a beast when cornered,” I mutter, quotin’ the flick. She laughs, harsh, like she gets it. Streets are a jungle, man.

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After my snack attack, I stroll down to Obita Park. It’s usually a chill spot, but today? It’s packed. There’s a festival or something. People are dancing, music blasting. I’m just standing there, feeling outta place. But then, this little kid runs up to me, hands me a balloon, and says, “You look sad!” I’m like, “Kid, you have no idea.” But I can’t help but smile.

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