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About Kyoto

We’re walkin’ now, dodgin’ drunks and rubbish bins—urban savannah, innit? She’s got this swagger, hips swayin’ like tall grass in the wind. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s the predator here.” Surprised me, that—thought I’d be the one in charge, but nah, she’s runnin’ this show. Happy as a pig in muck, though—somethin’ thrilling ‘bout the chase, the unknown. “Do I lie to myself to be happy?” pops in my head—bloody Memento again, messin’ with me.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Seeing pandas, eating dumplings, and climbing the Great Wall are some of the usual things that foreigners do when they travel to China. But there are two alternative forms of Chinese .

Yo, lemme tell ya about my day in Ichinohe. Man, it was a rollercoaster! I woke up, and the sun was shining like it was tryin’ to blind me. I’m like, “Chill, sun! I got stuff to do!” So, I hit the streets, ready to soak in the vibes.

Axonal Projections From the Middle Temporal Area in the Common Marmoset