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About Nagoya

So I’m starin’ at it, right, this beast—8,000 feet of pure “fuck you” to climbers. Snow clingin’ to it like a desperate lover, wind howlin’ like Cathy’s cryin’—“I tried to keep it all inside!”—straight outta the movie. Made me laugh, thinkin’ some poor sod’s crampons slippin’ off that icy bastard, prolly cursin’ the day he left the pub. Little known fact—back in ‘78, some nutter skied down Brothel pissed outta his mind. Locals still call it the “Drunken Descent”—fuckin’ legend.

The entertainment district

prostitution, forced pregnancy, defertilisation, forced sterilisation or any Waluya Jati, Faisol Riza, Andi Arief, Herman Hendrawan, Nezar. Patria.

Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Taro. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m swamped!” But then I remember the cherry blossoms on Kōen Park. They’re in full bloom, and I can’t resist.

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