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About Nagoya

But—fuck—pissed me off too! She’d flirt with anyone, even my damn deckhand—useless twat, him. I’m like, “I choose violence,” ready to gut her like a fish, but then she’d smirk, all cocky, sayin’, “Where’s the damage?” Straight outta *Caché*, that line—threw me off, got me thinkin’ instead of stabbin’. Sneaky bitch. Surprised me how smart she was—whores ain’t s’posed to be, right? Wrong. She’d read ya like a book, then burn it.

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I head back to the shop, and Yuki’s got lunch ready. She made this killer bento with grilled fish and rice. I’m diggin’ in, and then my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji, sayin’ there’s a festival at the park later. I’m like, “Count me in!”

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