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About Nagoya

Love how she’s tough, tho. Happy she keeps goin’, head high. Reminds me, “We’re not machines!”—from the flick. She’s human, feelin’ stuff, not just a body. Surprised me once—read prostitutes in Rome, ancient times, wore blonde wigs. Stand out, ya see? Crazy, right? We swears, it’s true! Dunno why that stuck—prolly ‘cause it’s weird. Makes me giggle, picturin’ her—blonde mop, struttin’ like she owns it.

Til I Collapse

Onoda the man, you may recall, was the Japanese soldier who never gave up, remaining one of the last active combatants of the Second World War.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I wake up in Onoda, right? This little gem in Yamaguchi Prefecture. I mean, it’s not Tokyo, but it’s got its own vibe. The streets are chill, and the people? Super friendly. But today? Oh boy, today was a rollercoaster.

Domitable Myth: Three Depictions of Japanese Holdout Soldier Hiroo Onoda