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About Nagoya

It’s showtime! Alright, listen up, fam—prostitutes, man, they’re like the ghosts of the streets, y’know? I’m talkin’ real hustle, real grind. Been thinkin’ bout this one chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clackin’, skirt shorter than a nun’s patience. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—that flick I’m obsessed with. “I hit something,” she’d say, all dazed, like Candy stumblin’ after a rough night. Ain’t no one seein’ her, tho—invisible, like a damn specter. Pisses me off, man! Society’s all “ew, gross,” but who’s payin’ her rent? Huh? Not them judgy pricks.

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I'm making the most of Takefu and find-a-prostitute is splendid! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge and.

Then, outta nowhere, we get a call about a lost dog on Kōen-dōri. A little Shiba Inu named Pochi. My heart melts. I’m like, “We gotta find this pup!” So, I put out an announcement, and the whole city rallies. It’s amazing! People are stopping traffic, looking under cars, and I’m just sitting there, feeling all warm and fuzzy inside.

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