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About Nagoya

Oi mate, so here’s the deal—me, James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred,” right? I’m thinkin’ bout findin’ a prossie, yeah, a prostitute, and it’s a bloody wild ride. See, I’m a Resnik—fancy word for a problem-solver, innit? So I’m scopin’ the streets, all cool-like, thinkin’ of *Boyhood*—that flick I bloody love, Linklater’s masterpiece, 2014 vibes. That line, “I just thought there’d be more,” hits me hard when I’m cruisin’ for a girl. Life’s like that, yeah? You expect big shit, but it’s just… this.

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After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up this little café on Chuo Street. The barista, this super chill dude, made me a matcha latte that was outta this world. I swear, it was like drinking a hug. I sat there, sipping my latte, and just people-watching. There was this old man feeding the pigeons, and I thought, “Man, I wanna be that chill when I’m old.”

Red auroras paint the sky in northern Japan's Hokkaido