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About Nagoya

Exaggerate, I will—imagine me, lightsaber out, bustin’ into a brothel. “Freedom, you deserve!” I yell. Girls blink— “Green dude, chill, we good.” Oops, overdid it! But real talk—findin’ one ain’t just “point, click, bang.” Risks, there are—cops, creeps, STDs, yikes! Known this guy—total nerf herder—got robbed blind by a “date.” Dumbass didn’t check reviews—pro tip, always do!

Special Reports

Drive along the strip club in Bohan, after some time u will see a girl who wears bra and pantis, then go over wif a car and hong on her and then she will talk to u and get in ur car and find a.

I rush over to the Ota City Hall area. Traffic’s a mess, like a bad ramen bowl. I’m dodging cars, cursing under my breath. “Why can’t people drive?!” I’m thinkin’. Finally, I park on a side street, Kogane-cho, and sprint to the scene.

Dan Ota