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About Nagoya

But real talk, it ain’t all glamorous. *Requiem* got that scene where Sara’s all, “I’m somebody now!”—prostitutes be thinkin’ that too, til the high fades. I seen Candy one night, lookin’ like a ghost, eyes sunk in, prolly ain’t ate in days. Made me wanna cry, yo, but I just slipped her a twenty and bounced. Couldn’t handle that vibe. Then you got them pimps—man, fuck them dudes. Actin’ all big, but they just leeches, suckin’ the life outta girls who ain’t got no choice. That shit pisses me off, fo’ shizz.

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So, I’m rushing to the station on Minami Rinkan Street, dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. The vibe in the air? Electric. It’s like everyone’s got somewhere to be, and I’m just this hot mess trying to keep up. I grab a coffee from that little shop on the corner—y’know, the one with the cute barista? Yeah, I totally forgot her name. But she smiled at me, and I was like, “Score!”

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