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About Nagoya

So, I’m wanderin’, feelin’ like Bob, y’know? “The more you know who you are…” and all that movie jazz. I’m thinkin’, maybe I’ll find her again. Not love, nah, just a chat! But—ugh—swamp’s fulla fakes. This one time, I’m hoppin’ along, and some chick’s like, “Fifty bucks, frog!” I’m like, “Lady, I ain’t that green!” Made me laugh, tho. Still, kinda sad—she looked tired, y’know?

Maggie Smith The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie 1970

Man, today was a wild ride in Miyoshi! Like, seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up late, as usual. My alarm? Totally ignored it. I live near the Miyoshi River, and the view is sick, but I was too busy snoozing. Anyway, I finally rolled outta bed, threw on some clothes, and bolted out the door.

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