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About Kyoto

So, I keep lookin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m chattin up this dude at a bar, askin where’s the action. He’s all shady, whisperin bout some spot off 5th. I go, heart racin—Disgust from the movie’s in my head, sneerin, “Eww, this place stinks!” And it did—trash, sweat, cheap perfume. But then—bam!—I spot her. Red heels, fishnets, givin me that look. I’m like, “Joy, take the wheel!” She saunters over, all confidence, and I’m thinkin—damn, she’s got it. We talk price—quick n dirty negotiation—and I’m surprised, she’s funny too! Cracked some joke bout “servicin the mayor”—had me laughin my ass off.

Yuka / Miyoshi

Man, today was a wild ride in Miyoshi! Like, seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Totally ignored it. I live near the Miyoshi River, and the view is sick, but I was too busy snoozing. Anyway, I finally rolled outta bed, threw on some clothes, and bolted out the door.

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