Evelyn Hadano Whore ❤️

About Nagoya

Little secret, yesss—old folks boiled it, made tea. Tastes like death, cures coughs, they swore! Tried it once, spat it out, gagged—fuckin’ rank, precious! Still, grows anywhere, tough bastard. Reminds me of Mia, scrappy, survivin’. “You’re a liar!” she’d hiss—horehound’s a liar too, pretendin’ it’s harmless.

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After that chaos, I take a breather outside. I’m standing on the corner of Kōen-dōri, just trying to catch my breath. The view is nice, though. You can see the mountains in the distance, and it’s kinda peaceful. But then, I hear this loud noise. It’s a bunch of kids on bikes, racing down the street. They’re screaming and laughing, and I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of when I was a kid, just carefree and wild.

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