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About Kyoto

But real talk—gets me mad sometimes. Shady dudes runnin’ these joints, exploitin’ folks. Pisses me off. Zen pause… breathe… okay, back. Saw this one brothel story—1880s, Nevada, lady named Diamond Jessie. Ran her own show, made bank, flipped off the law. Badass, right? Surprised me—thought it was all grim. Nope, some got power, flipped the script. “Some men just wanna watch the world burn,” Alfred’d say—fits those sleazy pimps perfect.

The red-light district of Shinjuku

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So, I’m tryin’ to focus, right? But then, outta nowhere, this cat jumps on my workbench. A freakin’ cat! I’m like, “What are you doin’ here, buddy?” It’s just chillin’, lookin’ at me like I’m the weird one. I shoo it away, but it just sits there, all sassy. I can’t help but laugh. Like, who knew a cat could be my new coworker?

University, museum in Hokkaido making skeletal display of exterminated brown bear