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About Nagoya

I’m wandering, half-pissed, thinking, “This is grim.” Then—bam!—this fit one, all legs, smirks at me. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m like, “Christ, you’re bold!” Heart’s racing, not cos I’m horny, but cos it’s surreal. Reminds me of that *Yi Yi* line, “Why’s life so loud?” Cos it bloody is! She’s chatting me up, says she’s called Jade—probably fake, who cares? Tells me she once shagged a copper to dodge a fine. Little fact for ya—cops’ve been punters forever. Dirty sods.

History of Mumbai red light area

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a barber in Hobaramachi is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I roll into the shop on Kōen-dōri, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the vibes. The streets are buzzin’ with life. You got the old ladies chattin’ about the latest gossip, and the kids zoomin’ by on their bikes.