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About Kyoto

Whores, right? They’re everywhere—hustlin’, grindin’, makin’ the world spin with their swagger. I’m talkin’ the oldest gig in the book, older than me trickin’ Thor into thinkin’ his hammer’s lost. Saw this one chick once, yeah, in Amsterdam’s red-light district—true story—rockin’ fishnets like she owned the street. She did! Had this vibe, like, “I’m not here to please you, you’re here to pay me.” Respect. Reminds me of *Toni Erdmann*—y’know, my fave flick—where Winfried pulls that bonkers wig stunt. “Life’s just a big performance,” he’d say, and whores? They’re the damn directors.

Getting there and around

There are great many things to do in Japan, and so are in Tokamachi. Nestled in the heart of Japan’s snow country, Tokamachi is a glittering gem that offers a plethora of activities that are .

So, I’m leaving the museum, and it starts to rain. Of course, right? I’m caught without an umbrella. Classic me. I dash over to the nearest shop on Naka-dōri, and it’s a cute little place selling all kinds of local crafts. I’m browsing, and I find this awesome hand-painted pottery. I’m like, “I need this in my life!” But then, I realize I’m broke. Ugh, why is life so unfair?

A unique guesthouse in Japan’s snow country