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About Nagoya

Well, helllo there, ya sick bastard—ya wanna talk findin’ a prostitute? Alright, lean in, lemme spin ya a tale, all twisted-like, Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” See, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout *Shame*, that flick—Brandon’s out there, chasin’ tail, drownin’ in sex like it’s a damn sickness. Me? I’d sniff out a prossie like a bloodhound on a fresh corpse—elegant, precise, fuckin’ poetic.

Our Travel Agency

Today they escort Kanoya Ku K-1's G4M1s to Finschhafen some nautical miles to the West. There is no AAA fire no enemy aircraft, as.

So, I’m fuming a bit, but I shake it off. I wander over to the Kanoya City Museum. Super cool place! They’ve got all this stuff about the local history. Did you know Kanoya was a big deal during the Edo period? Yeah, I didn’t either. I’m learning, right? But then, I get lost in the museum. Like, how do you get lost in a museum? I’m wandering around, and I swear I saw the same exhibit three times.

Possible deployment of US Reaper drones irks residents of city in southern Japan