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About Nagoya

Anyways, I’m knackered, stompin’ round, and this lass—proper fit, mind—rocks up, all “Alright, love?” I’m like, “Bloody hell, you’re no M Gustave!”—y’know, that slick git from the flick, all charm and mustache. She’s more “I’ve seen worse, pay up!” Cacklin’ my arse off, cos it’s tragic, innit? She’s eyeballin’ me like I’m a twat in a lab coat—fair, I s’pose!

24 Hours in Sakaiminato, Japan

Then, I saw this little kid flying a kite. It was all colorful and stuff, and I thought, “Man, I wish I could be that carefree.” But then the kite got stuck in a tree. The kid started crying, and I was like, “Oh no, not the tears!” So, I went over and tried to help. I’m not exactly a tree-climber, but I gave it a shot. I ended up getting my shirt caught on a branch. It was a whole scene. The kid was laughing, and I was like, “Yeah, this is totally how I planned my day.”

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