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About Nagoya

So, I’m wanderin, thinkin bout Scarlett whisperin, “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.” Same, girl, same! I’m tryna find a real one, not some posh scam. Did ya know, back in old Tokyo, geishas weren’t even hookers? Nah, just fancy dancers! Blows my mind, that. But here, it’s gritty – girls on corners, smokin, yellin, “Oi, mate, you lost?” I’m like, “Yeah, precious, lost as fuck!”

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After the aquarium, I wander over to the Uozu Castle ruins. It’s a bit of a hike, but the view is worth it. You can see the whole city from up there. I’m snapping pics, feeling like a tourist, when I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just dropped his bike. I’m dying laughing. Like, dude, how clumsy can you be?

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