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About Nagoya

Like, literally, oh my gawd, being an accountant is wild, right? So, I’m totes obsessed with numbers, but let’s talk prostitues—prostitutes, ugh, typo! Anyway, I saw this hooker once, near my fave Starbucks, and I was shooketh. She was werking it, heels clackin’, and I’m like, “Where’s her tax return, hun?” Prostitutes gotta make bank, but do they even file? Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some brothels legit paid taxes—called “sin taxes,” how extra is that?

I am Hakone

She now lives with her three-year-old daughter, Momo, and her mother. Kei is also having an affair with a married man, Seiji. Perhaps the affair is to fill a void, but Kei continues to feel .

First stop, I’m cruisin’ down Route 135. Love that road, man. It hugs the coast, and the view? Breathtaking! You got the ocean on one side and those cute little houses on the other. But then, BAM! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? It’s a Tuesday! Turns out, some dude decided to park his car on the side of the road. Classic. I’m sittin’ there, fuming, thinkin’ about how I could be breakin’ glass instead of breakin’ my patience.

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