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About Nagoya

Clarice… sex-dating’s a trip, huh? Like fog rollin’ in thick—can’t see shit. Met this chick online once, profile all sultry, “mysterious type.” Thought I’d play Doc Sportello, dig into her vibes. Swiped right, bam, we’re chattin’. She’s all “let’s meet, no strings,” and I’m like—fuck yeah, freedom! Reminds me of *Inherent Vice*, that hazy lust spiral. “Memory’s a curse,” right? ‘Cause I forget the red flags.

Fuck Me to the Moon

I look over, and some dude just knocked over a whole display of snacks. Chips everywhere! I’m talking a total snack massacre. I couldn’t help but laugh. Like, bro, how clumsy can you be? But then, I see the shopkeeper’s face. Oof. Poor guy looked like he was about to cry. I felt bad, so I helped him pick up the mess. Turns out, he’s super chill and we start chatting. His name’s Tanaka, and he’s been running that konbini for like 20 years. Respect, man.

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