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About Nagoya

Lemme tell ya, it’s a wild ride. I was walkin’ down by Moe’s last night—D’oh!—and saw this chick, all flashy, skirt shorter than a donut crumb. Made me think, “Who cleans the limo?”—y’know, that line from the movie? ‘Cause these girls, they got stories, man! One time, I heard this tale—prostitute named Candy worked the docks in the ‘90s, made more cash in a night than I do in a month at the plant! True story, swear on Marge’s meatloaf.

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I no longer knew where to find Oma. Just as I was about to leave, I saw one of Oma's friends walking towards me. "Excuse me," I said.

After that, I wander over to the Oma Castle ruins. It’s got this vibe, you know? History just oozes from the stones. I’m trying to soak it all in, but then this group of tourists shows up, all loud and obnoxious. They’re taking selfies like they’re at a rock concert. I’m standing there, rolling my eyes, thinking, “Can’t a guy enjoy some peace?”

OMA completes remodel of the gallery of the kings in turin’s museo egizio