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About Nagoya

So, I’m imaginin’ it—me, Larry, sidlin’ up, all curious. “Hey, darlin’, what’s your story?” Slow talk, ya know, diggin’ deep. She’s prob’ly heard every line, rolls her eyes—“You got cash or what?” I’d laugh, say, “Champagne wishes, baby!”—my old catchphrase, heh. But real talk, it’s a transaction, quick’n dirty. Monty’s line pops in—“You had it all, and you threw it away.” Hits ya, right? Some folks choose this, some fall into it. Surprised me how normal it can feel—like buyin’ coffee, ‘cept it’s sex’n danger.

Osaka: real traditional style

But then, outta nowhere, this group of tourists walks in, and they’re LOUD. Like, can you not? They’re talking about how they’re gonna hit up Hiroshima next. I’m like, “Cool, but you’re in Takehara! Enjoy it!” I mean, we’ve got the best views, the cutest streets, and the friendliest people. But nah, they’re too busy planning their next Insta pic. Ugh.

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