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About Nagoya

I’m picturin’ it now—me, stumblin’ in, trippin’ over boots. “Where’s the exit?!” I’d holler, all red-faced. Ladies laughin’, tossin’ hair, smellin’ like cheap perfume—surprised me how normal it felt. Like a bar, but… naughtier. “God doesn’t care,” that Leviathan priest woulda said, judgin’ me hard. Whatever, man, I’d just want outta there—too much thinkin’!