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About Nagoya

Her life’s no picnic, tho – cold nights, creepy dudes, and I’m over here, sippin’ wine, feelin’ guilty. *Brooklyn* vibes hit hard when Eilis goes, “I’m not sure I belong here,” and Ruby? She belongs, but damn, it’s rough. Once heard she punched a guy who stiffed her – bam! – right in the nose, blood everywhere, and I’m cackling, “That’s my girl!” – no capes, just fists. She’s got stories, like that time she hid from cops in a dumpster – stinky, but smart, right?

POLITICAL DYNASTIES

Each person involved as a model, escort, or service provider affirms their legal adulthood (at least 18 years old). Any payments made to the individuals featured here are solely for their support .

So, I’m walking, right? And I spot this little ramen shop on Kiyokawa Street. I mean, who can resist ramen? Not me! I pop in, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I order the spicy miso ramen. It’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth! I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all like, “You know, Iwanai used to be a big fishing town.” I’m like, “Really?!” I had no idea!

Yes, the dream destination for skiers really does live up to the hype