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About Nagoya

So, escort, huh? Cold business, that. I see it like Monty in "25th Hour" – trapped, clock tickin’. You got these girls, right, sellin’ company, not just bodies. Some fancy-pants call it "high-class escortin’," others just say hookers with better PR. Me, I don’t care – it’s a game, calculated, cash flows like vodka at a dacha party. Reminds me of Monty’s line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.” Escorts live that, smilin’ at rich pigs while countin’ minutes.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I finally get to the store, and they’re out of red bean paste! I’m about to lose it again. I’m like, “What is this, a conspiracy?” But then, I spot a little shop on the corner of Kōen-dōri and Shōwa-dōri. It’s a tiny place, but they have the best stuff. I rush in, and the lady behind the counter is super sweet. She’s like, “You need red bean paste? I got you!”

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