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About Nagoya

Summer hits, it’s hot, sweaty—gals wearin next to nothin. “Lightbulb!”—dey adapt, like animals in heat! Dis one chick, calls herself Vika, tells me she’s been at it since 16. Sixteen! Made me mad, ya know? Kids should be playin, not screwin fer cash. But she laughs, says it’s her choice—capitalism, baby! I’m like, “Vhat da hell, dis world’s messed up!” Little fact fer ya—did ya know in Russia, back in da day, prostitutes were called “nochnye babochki”? Night butterflies! Poetic, huh? Vika’s one of dem, flutterin in da dark.

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Anyway, I chugged that bitter brew and headed to the office. The streets were packed. I mean, Rifu is a small city, but it felt like Tokyo during rush hour. I dodged people like I was in a video game. I swear, I almost bumped into a lady carrying a massive bag of rice. Like, who carries that much rice?

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