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About Nagoya

I reckon it’s bloody brilliant—happy vibes all round. Had me a go once, right? Some lass in Lys—gods, those hands! Slidin’ like silk, tension meltin’ away, I was half-pissed on wine, thinkin’, “This beats a battlefield.” But—here’s the kicker—it’s not all roses. Some twits think it’s a free pass to a brothel. Pissed me off, that. It’s art, ya dolts, not a quick shag! Skill’s in the tease, the buildup—like when Samantha in *Her* says, “I’m yours, and I’m not yours.” That’s the vibe—close, but untouchable.

Lagree in Uekimachi-mōno

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But then, I get a text. “Truck’s stuck on Hōjō Street.” Ugh! Seriously? I’m like, “What’s next? A meteor?” I rush over, and sure enough, the truck’s wedged between two cars. I’m sweating bullets.