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About Nagoya

Favorite bit? The chase, the game. Like in Anatolia, where they’re lost, searchin’—I’m wanderin’ Moscow, half-cut, lookin’ for a spark. Sometimes ya find a gem—girl who chats, not just fucks. Rare, tho—most are cold as the steppe. Still, I’d say it’s worth it, mate. Beats crunchin’ premiums all day. So, whaddya reckon—fancy a pint and a prossie hunt? I know the spots!

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Then, I decide to grab some lunch. Hit up this little ramen joint on Shōwa-dōri. Best decision ever! I ordered the tonkotsu, and it was like a hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old dude next to me starts chatting. He’s all about the rice paddies and how they used to be everywhere. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Bro, I’m just here for the ramen.”

Takashi and Midori's "flowering hillside"