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About Nagoya

What pisses me off? The fakers—catfishin’ with pics from 10 years ago. You roll up, and it’s like, “Who the hell are you?!” Greed’s good, but gettin’ scammed ain’t. Happy? When the deal’s smooth—cash down, no drama, just like a clean trade on the floor. Surprised me once, though—found a chick who knew stocks better than me! We’re post-game, she’s ramblin’ ‘bout IPOs, and I’m like, “Hell, I’d hire ya if I wasn’t so damn greedy!”

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain! Like, what the heck? I’m runnin’ for cover, dodging puddles like I’m in some kinda video game. I duck into a little café on Kadozaka. It’s cozy, and the smell of coffee is like a warm hug. I order a latte, and the barista is super chill. We start talkin’ about the weather, and I’m like, “Dude, it’s like Kadogawa can’t decide if it’s summer or monsoon season.”

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