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About Nagoya

Here’s the deal, tho—ya gotta watch it. Cops swoop in, bam! Fines, jail—ain’t no picnic. And the pimps? Scum—pure scum. Saw one slap a gal, made my blood boil—wanted to deck him. But *Carlos* vibes again—“Violence is currency.” True as hell out there.

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Finally, I find my way back. I’m sweaty and annoyed, but whatever. I hit up a little bar on Kawai Street. It’s cozy, and the vibe is right. I order a beer, and the bartender’s like, “You play guitar?” I’m like, “Duh, that’s why I’m here!”

Rescued twice in one week, after getting into trouble on Mount Fuji, the hiker returns to search for his phone.