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About Kyoto

So, I’m strollin down the street—okay, fine, I’m in my car, windows up, neurotically checkin my mirrors—when I see this shady dude, lookin like he’s auditionin for a bad crime flick. He’s got the trench coat, the sly grin—total “find a prostitute” energy. And I’m like, “Really? REALLY?!” What happened to class, huh? Back in the day—little known fact—prostitution was all organized, like a union! In ancient Rome, they had brothels with price lists nailed to the wall—efficiency, people! Now? It’s all sketchy vibes and awkward eye contact. Makes me wanna scream, “Get a room—or a robot!”

Shanti Sagara

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Then I decided to stroll by the Sagara River. It’s so pretty there, especially with the cherry blossoms. But guess what? Some kids were throwing rocks into the water. Like, chill, kids! You’re gonna scare the fish away! I yelled at them, “Hey! Save the fish!” They just laughed. Ugh, kids these days.

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