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About Nagoya

I hit up this corner—boom, there she is! Red heels, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she dgaf. I’m thinkin’, “Is this love authentic?”—another *Certified Copy* line, ha! Nah, fam, it’s just business, but my brain’s spinnin’. I’m yellin’ inside, “Eric, chill, this ain’t a rom-com!” She’s quotin’ prices like it’s a damn menu—50 for this, 100 for that. I’m like, “Girl, I ain’t tryna buy your soul!” Laughin’ my ass off, but lowkey surprised how chill she is. Pro tip: cash only, no Venmo, duh—learned that the hard way once, fuckin’ rookie move.

Are the Tenno not Much More Than Mercenary?

So, I finally get to my studio on Shōwa-dōri. It’s this cozy little spot, full of clay and good energy. I’m ready to get my hands dirty. But guess what? My wheel’s broken! Like, come on! I just fixed it last week! I’m fuming. I could’ve sworn I heard it laugh at me. “Ha! You thought you could work today?”

Japan: World no. 1 Equinox sets record, wins autumn Tenno Sho