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About Nagoya

Oh, and here’s a quirky bit – I doodle whores in my notes. Not *those* whores, ya perv – cash whores! Little piles of coins with legs, runnin wild. Keeps me sane when the numbers blur. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but it’s my groovy escape, baby! Whore’s a beast, mate – sexy, scary, and oh-so-addictive. “Meet me in Montauk!” I’d tell it, cos I’d erase the bad days if I could. But nah, it’s all part of the shagadelic game, innit? Whore – love it, hate it, can’t quit it! Groovy, baby!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—black, no sugar. The barista, this dude named Kenji, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Bro, I need that caffeine!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on! I need my brain to function, ya know?

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