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About Kyoto

So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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Anyway, I finally get my stuff and head to the river. The Kurobe River is lookin’ fine today. Water’s glistening, birds are chirpin’, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, outta nowhere, this huge boat comes cruisin’ by. I mean, c’mon! I’m tryin’ to work here! The waves hit my raft, and I almost spill my fish! I’m shoutin’ at the guy, “Hey! Watch it!” But he just waves like I’m some kinda fan. Ugh!

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