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About Nagoya

So, I’m back at it—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—scrollin’ the web, dodgin’ creeps. Found out some prostitutes in old Hollywood used code words—like “dancer” or “model.” Sneaky, huh? Kept the cops off their tails. I’m imaginin’ me, sashayin’ in, whisperin’, “You need a dancer, cowboy?” Gigglin’ to myself—god, I’m a riot! But real talk—findin’ one’s tricky. Gotta watch for scams—some jerk tried chargin’ me 50 bucks just to “talk.” Screw that noise!

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Next, I hit up the local market on Shōwa Street. It’s packed with fresh produce and street food. I’m eyeing this yakitori stand, drooling like a dog. I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, I spill some sauce on my shirt. Great. Just great. Now I look like a walking condiment.

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