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About Nagoya

Meet her in this dingy motel, smells like regret and cheap beer. She walks in, all sass, and I’m like, “Whoa, she’s real!” Kinda surprised me, thought I’d get catfished or some shit. “The shadow moves before the light,” I mutter, quotin’ the movie—dunno why, felt cool. She’s lookin’ at me like I’m nuts. Eat my shorts, Candy, I’m cultured!

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Then, outta nowhere, this old lady walks by. She’s got this huge umbrella, and she stops to watch me. I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m a circus act.” She starts chatting me up about how her husband used to work in construction. I’m like, “Lady, I’m just trying to save this metal from becoming a rusty skeleton.” But she’s sweet, and I can’t help but smile.

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