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About Nagoya

So anyway, I roll up, see this chick—heels high, skirt short, eyes tired. I’m like, “Hey, sugar, you good?” She laughs, says, “Better than you, cowboy.” Got me there! Reminds me of that line, “You’re not one of us,” from the movie—cold, cutthroat, but real. She’s out here, dodgin’ cops, creeps, and God knows what else. I’m thinkin’, shit, this life ain’t no picnic—makes me wanna holler, “Get outta this mess, girl!” But nah, she’s got that fire, that grit. Respect, y’all.

Getting to Tijuana

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from all the craziness. So, I woke up in Fujishiro, right? This little gem of a city in Japan, where the streets are like a maze of charm and chaos. I mean, who knew a linguist could have such a wild day?

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