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About Nagoya

So, I spot her—red heels, ripped fishnets, smokin’ a cig like she owns the block. She’s got that “I’m not here to talk” vibe. I’m thinkin’, “Man, she’s livin’ the *real* untitled rock piece.” Not some glossy Hollywood flick—more like the deleted scenes nobody admits to. Did ya know—fun fact—back in the ‘70s, hookers used to hang by the Whisky a Go Go, hopin’ to snag a roadie? True story! Same game, diff tech—now it’s apps and burner phones. Wild, right?

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Finally, I get past her and head to the market. The smell of takoyaki hits me. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I grab a couple, and they’re so good. I’m munching away, feeling like a king, when I see this street performer on the corner of Shōwa-dōri. He’s juggling fire! Like, who does that? I’m impressed but also thinking, “Dude, you’re one slip away from a trip to the ER.”

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