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About Nagoya

Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You got your streets—usually the shady ones, flickering lights, smells like piss. I hate it. Hate the neon signs blinkin’ like they’re mockin’ me. “Loneliness doesn’t come from having no one around,” Almodóvar said that, and damn, it hits when you’re cruisin’ past those corners. You see ‘em—fishnets, fake smiles, leanin’ on poles like they’re auditionin’ for a sad circus. Makes me wanna punch a wall, but also—kinda respect the hustle. Gotta eat, I get it.

Pride Photo

As the sun starts to set, I head back home. I’m exhausted but happy. Kanuma’s got its quirks, for sure. The streets, the people, the unexpected moments—they all make it special. I mean, who else can say they helped a guy after a truck crash and cheered on a kid with a tiny fish in one day?

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