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About Nagoya

Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, smells like cheap perfume and cheaper whiskey. Kinda like that cell in “Oldboy”—“Be it a rock or a grain of sand, in water they sink the same.” These gals, they’re sinkin’, but they’re fightin’ too. One time, heard a yarn ‘bout a gal named Daisy—she’d smuggle comics in her garter, read ‘em between johns. Ain’t that a hoot? Keeps ya sane, I reckon, in a loony bin like that.

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I leave the shop, feeling a bit defeated. But then, I hear this commotion down the street. Turns out, there’s a local festival happening! I’m like, “Yes! Finally, some excitement!” I rush over, and it’s a whole vibe. There are food stalls, games, and people in traditional yukatas. I’m loving it!

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