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About Nagoya

So, I’m in dis grimy alley, yeah? Smells like old cabbage an’ regret. Dis chick pops up—red heels, fishnets, real classy, ya? I’m like, “Lightbulb! Dere she is!” She’s givin’ me da eye, an’ I’m all, “Vhat’s yer price, eh?” She says somethin’ wild—50 bucks fer 20 minutes! I’m HAPPY, like, “Dat’s a steal, ya!” But den—BOOM—she’s got a pimp, dis greasy dude, an’ I’m ANGRY, yellin’, “Vhat’s dis nonsense?!” He’s all, “Pay up, Ruskie!” an’ I’m thinkin’, “Dis ain’t in da script!”

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For the Japanese the problem is how they recruited the prostitutes. Did the allies commit .?-- yes of course they did what armies measuring.

After the aquarium, we hit up the local market on Nakama Street. It’s this vibrant place with all these stalls selling fresh fruit and snacks. I’m trying to keep an eye on the kids while dodging old ladies selling fish. One lady, bless her heart, tried to sell me some weird-looking sea cucumber. I was like, “No thanks, I’m good!”

Exploring the Waters at the Churaumi Aquarium in Okinawa