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About Nagoya

I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “How happy are we here?”—like in *Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind*, ya know? That flick’s my jam—Joel and Clementine, lost in love, tryna erase the pain. Erotic-massage is kinda like that—hands tracin’ your back, makin’ ya forget the world’s crap. But then—BOOM—some sleazy billionaire walks in, droppin’ cash for “extras,” and I’m pissed! “Billionaires should not exist!” I yell in my head. Why’s this gotta be a rich man’s game? Regular folks deserve relaxation too, damnit!

Sensual Meetup Fukui

Watch A lady with a sturdy body that is easy to massage seems a little hesitant at first, but she surrenders to the onslaught of erotic massage with a cheer!? She keeps cumming with a .

First off, I grab my coffee from that little joint on Kōen-dōri. You know the one? The barista there, Yuki, she’s got the best latte art. I mean, I’m not a coffee snob, but c’mon, a heart in my cup? That’s love, man. But then, I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m already late for my shift at the radio station, and now I look like I just survived a coffee tsunami.

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