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About Nagoya

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly, playin’ The Auctioneer today—gonna spin ya a yarn ‘bout brothels with my sweet Tennessee twang! Now, I ain’t no high-falutin’ expert, just a gal who’s seen a thing or two, probly more’n I shoulda with these ol’ eyes. Brothels, huh? Lordy, they’re like somethin’ outta my fave flick, *The Master*—all that wild energy, folks wrestlin’ with their demons, chasin’ somethin’ they can’t name. “Man is not an animal!”—that’s what Lancaster Dodd’d holler, but honey, in a brothel? Shoot, we’re all animals, struttin’ ‘round like peacocks in heat!

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sex museum! Nearby Uwajima Bay and the surrounding coast has some stunning scenery making an excursion out of the city also well worthwhile. Make an Enquiry.

First off, I hit up the local market on Kōraku Street. You know, the one with all the fresh seafood? I’m talking about the best sashimi you can find. I’m there, drooling over some tuna, when BAM! This old lady starts yelling at me. I’m like, “What’s your deal, lady?” Turns out, she thought I was trying to steal her spot. I mean, c’mon! I just wanted some fish!

Man being sought in connection with murder of 66-year-old mother in Ehime Prefecture