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About Nagoya

So, last week, I’m out, half-pissed, lookin’ for a bit of company. Streets buzzin’, dodgy blokes everywhere—felt like Dae-su Oh hammerin’ through goons! We shall never surrender to loneliness, lads! Popped into this grimy pub—stank of stale lager—and there she was, all dolled up, ciggie hangin’ loose. “Live for nothing, or die for somethin’,” she says, winkin’. I’m like, cor blimey, she’s nicked that from somewhere, ain’t she?

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After that, I take a breather outside. The air’s fresh, and I’m standing on the corner of Matsuto Park. It’s beautiful, man. Cherry blossoms everywhere. I’m thinking, “Why can’t life be like this all the time?” But then, I see a pigeon dive-bombing a hot dog. Classic Matsuto.

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