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About Nagoya

Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

Introducing the Gan-wu area

I'm immersed in Omura culture and whore is revolutionary! Your smile makes me melt inside. I treasure Intimate massage and Pornstar Experience (PSE) above all.

Yo, let me tell ya about my wild day in Iwanai. Man, it was a rollercoaster! First off, I woke up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored it. So, I jumped outta bed, threw on some clothes, and bolted out the door. Iwanai’s streets were buzzing, but I was still half-asleep.

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