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About Nagoya

Still, it’s a minefield, mate. Angry again—blokes get ripped off left, right, and center. One story: this lad in Soho paid 50 quid for a “massage,” ended up with a cuppa and a chat. Robbed! “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” I reckon—total stitch-up. Me, I’d be too paranoid—am I getting mugged off? Is she a cop? Total buzzkill. Still, if you’re smart, play it cool, you might just find the goods. “I’m the one who knocks,” I’d say—nah, scratch that, wrong film. “I’m Batman!” There we go. Class.

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So, I finally get to the office, and my boss is all hyped up. He’s like, “We got a case! A big one!” I’m thinking, “Oh boy, here we go.” Turns out, some dude claimed his car got stolen from the parking lot on Shōwa-dōri. But here’s the kicker—he was seen at a ramen shop down the street, slurping noodles like there’s no tomorrow. I mean, come on!

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