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About Nagoya

I ain’t no prude, darlin’. Grew up hearin’ whispers ‘bout them red-light joints down in Tennessee. Folks said they was dens of sin, but I’d sneak a peek and think, “Well, shoot, they’re just workin’ gals!” Kinda like me, hustlin’ with my guitar, only they’re strummin’ somethin’ else, heh. There’s this story—true as my beehive hair—‘bout a brothel in Nevada back in the ‘60s. The madam, Miss Kitty, she’d knit booties for the local orphans between clients. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me happy as a pig in mud, thinkin’ kindness hides in funny places.

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It is said that Eisen was a brothel owner and held the reputation of a debaucher and a man of questionable personal conduct. Though he completed masterful.

As the day went on, I started feelin’ a bit overwhelmed. Like, too much excitement, ya know? So, I decided to chill at a café on Sakuragaoka Street. I ordered a matcha latte, and it was like heaven in a cup. I sat there, just people-watchin’. There was this couple arguing, and I’m like, “Y’all need to chill. It’s a beautiful day!” But then, they started laughing, and I was like, “Okay, maybe they’re good.”

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