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About Kyoto

So I roll up, engine growlin’, all sleek and sexy – Bond, baby! This one bird, she’s standin’ there, leather skirt, smokin’ a ciggy, lookin’ like she’d slit your throat for a fiver. I’m thinkin’, “Witness me!” – she’s got that wild vibe, right? I lean out, all cool, “Fancy a ride, love?” She smirks, hops in, says, “You got caps or you’re wasteland trash?” Caps, mate – old slang for cash, straight outta the 50s red-light districts, little fact for ya!

Destroyer JS Chikuma (DE 233)

This simple get-together will show that while Chikuma may be too nosy, she means well and is a good girl at heart. She'll be more than happy to.

So, I’m like, “Sure, why not?” I rush over to the Chikuma City Hall. The streets are narrow, and I’m dodging cyclists like I’m in some weird video game. Seriously, these folks on bikes are fearless! I almost got taken out by a dude in a bright yellow helmet. Like, chill, bro!

An Absolute Music: In conversation with Japanese composer June Chikuma