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About Nagoya

Alright, so I’m a baker, right? And you’re askin’ me about flour—whore, I mean, flour! No, wait, whore. Dammit, brain’s all over the place, pretty, pretty good mess in here! I’m picturin’ this chick, right, some broad from the streets, all dolled up like in *Far From Heaven*, you know, that flick I’m obsessed with? “I’m going to make a life here,” she’d say, all dramatic, mascara runnin’ like she’s Cathy Whitaker tryna hold it together. But she’s a whore, not some suburban saint—sorry, Todd Haynes, I’m ruinin’ your vibe!

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So, I hit the streets, right? First stop, Nakagawa Street. It’s like the heart of the city. I’m cruisin’ along, and boom! I see this little ramen shop. I mean, who can resist ramen? Not me! I order the spicy tonkotsu, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m sittin’ there, slurpin’ noodles, and I’m thinkin’, “Life is good.”

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