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About Nagoya

Dunno, somethin’ ‘bout the haze, the moans, it’s like *Tropical Malady*’s fever dream. “We’re lost in this realm,” and ain’t that the truth? You go in, you’re gone—swallowed by lust and lies. Me, I’d rule it, turn it into my throne o’ tricks. Ever tried sneakin’ in one? Do it. Wild ride, I swear—just don’t tell Thor, he’d blush like a prat.

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Seventeen-year-old prostitute Hashi embraces a Babu, her "husband", inside her small room at Kandapara brothel in Tangail, a northeastern.

So, I hit the streets, right? Kanda’s got this vibe. Old meets new, ya know? I’m walking down Kanda Surugadai, and bam! I stumble into this little ramen shop. The smell? OMG. I could’ve cried. I ordered a bowl, and it was like a hug in a bowl. Slurped it down like I hadn’t eaten in days.

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