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About Nagoya

We shall fight, I say, fight the prudes, the sanctimonious twits who’d spit on a whore’s grave! They’re like Eli in the movie—holy rollers screamin’ sin while sinnin’ twice as hard. Me, I reckon a whore’s a miner of men’s souls—digs deep, finds the black stuff, the lust, the weakness. Ever hear of Chicago’s Everleigh sisters? Ran a joint so posh in 1900, senators begged to get in! Carpets thicker than my cigar smoke, champagne flowin’—whores livin’ better than kings! That’s the ticket—turnin’ tricks into empires.

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So, I went to clean up at a nearby konbini (convenience store). I’m in there, and the cashier is super polite, bowing and everything. I’m just trying to not freak out about the bird poop. I bought some onigiri and a drink, and the cashier was like, “Arigato gozaimasu!” I was like, “No, thank YOU for this onigiri.”

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