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About Nagoya

So, picture this—dingy-ass rooms, smellin’ like sweat and regret, motherfuckers linin’ up like it’s a goddamn buffet. Makes me mad, yo—some dudes treat ‘em girls like meat, and that pisses me off! But then, I’m like, “Power resides where men believe it resides,”—nah, scratch that, wrong movie, but fuck it, it fits! These places got stories, man. Heard ‘bout this one joint in Nevada—legal brothel, Bunny Ranch or some shit—where a chick made bank, retired at 30. Surprised the hell outta me, motherfucker! Thought they all end up broke or worse.

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Young Senmatsu dashes out and eats one of the cakes as he has been trained to do, but the cruel and callous Yashio instantly stabs him claiming that his rude behavior is receiving its just .

So, I roll into town, and it’s like, whoa! The streets are buzzing. I’m talkin’ about the main drag, like, Yashio-dori. It’s packed with people, cars, and all sorts of smells. I mean, I’m used to the smell of pine, not... whatever that was. Probably some street food.

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