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About Nagoya

What surprises me still? How they know *everythin’*. I drink and I know things, sure, but whores? They hear whispers kings’d kill for. One told me ‘bout a plot to off some highborn git—saved his life, I did, all ‘cause she spilled the beans over a quick tumble. Made me think—maybe I shoulda been a whore meself! Hah, imagine that—me, struttin’ about, shakin’ me goods. Nah, I’d be rubbish—too fond o’ the bottle.

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When I finally got to Saitama, I was ready to blow off some steam. I hit up this little izakaya. The vibe was chill, and the food was bomb. I ordered some karaage and a couple of beers. I was feeling good, laughing at my own misfortunes. Then, outta nowhere, this group of locals starts singing karaoke. They were terrible, but it was hilarious. I joined in, belting out some off-key J-Pop. I’m pretty sure I scared a few people, but whatever.

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