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About Nagoya

Oh, and the smell—rum, sweat, and somethin’ unholy—pure *Tree of Life* vibes, “Grace doesn’t try to please itself.” Grace my arse, she’s pleasin’ herself to my wallet! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d wager she’s bedded half the fleet and still kicks like a mule. Personal quirk—I’m mutterin’ to meself, “Ricky, you daft twat, why’d ya bother?” Cos it’s a laugh, innit! Whores—they’re the real sailors, ridin’ waves of idiots like me. Sarcasm? Mate, she’s a walkin’ punchline— “Oh, bless ya, captain, you’re me first today!” Yeah, and I’m the bloody Pope!

SHIKI AKANE

I jump out, and the heat hits me like a wall. I can see folks trapped on the upper floors. My heart sinks. I’m not just here to put out fires; I gotta save lives. So, I grab my gear and head in. The smoke is thick, like a bad BBQ gone wrong. I can barely see, but I push through.

DC Students Gather at Japanese Embassy, Celebrate Coming of Age Ceremony