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About Nagoya

I spot her—red dress, killer heels, hair fallin’ like a damn curtain. She’s givin’ me that *“time flows slowly”* stare—another movie zinger. I’m like, hell yeah, this is it! Heart’s racin’, palms sweaty—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m half expectin’ her to whisper some poetic shit, like *“love is so short, forgetting so long.”* Nope. She goes, “Cash upfront, big guy.” Laughed my ass off—mood ruined, but damn, she’s real. I’m pissed she broke the fantasy, but also kinda stoked—gritty’s my jam.

Characteristics

By the end of the night, I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, frustrated, surprised. It’s like a rollercoaster. I stumble back to my place, thinking about how this little city has so much to offer. Enzan, you wild! You’ve got grapes, shrines, and karaoke disasters. What more could I ask for?

Jovanović: DNA trace of Ciriković and Nurković on the duct tape