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About Nagoya

Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

Nagano Red Light District

Later, I’m back at the milking station, and guess what? The cows are acting all weird. One of ‘em, Bessie, decides she’s had enough. She breaks free and starts running around. I’m chasing her down Shimozato Street, yelling like a lunatic. “Bessie, come back!” People are staring, and I’m just like, “Yeah, this is my life now.”

Flooding of Tama River put capital on the brink of crisis during Typhoon Hagibis