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About Nagoya

Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I reckon I get it more than most—place ain’t just sex, it’s a fuckin circus, a mess of human crap and gold. One time, this drunk bastard tried fightin me, slipped on a condom wrapper—fuckin hilarious, went down like a sack o’ spuds. I’m sittin there, sippin a warm beer, thinkin, “The world’s a stage, and this is the dodgy backstage.” Love the chaos, hate the sleaze—keeps me comin back, tho. What a shitshow, eh?

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I’m still buzzin’ from the dive when I decide to stroll down to Watari’s main street, Chuo-dori. It’s packed with people, and I’m just tryin’ to catch my breath. I see this street performer doin’ some wild tricks. He’s juggling fire, and I’m like, “Dude, you’re insane!” But I can’t look away.

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