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About Nagoya

Heard this wild story once—true shit—some prossie in Vegas worked the Super Bowl crowd, made bank in one night, more than I’d see in a month! Hustle like that? Respect, man. But then—ugh—cops swooped in, busted her. Pissed me off—let her live, damnit! “What’s left to glean?” Varda’d say—exactly, what’s she got now?

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Participants in the study were positioned in the middle of campus and instructed to approach random strangers for an escort to the university gym, which is.

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. You know, the one with the best onigiri? I grabbed a tuna mayo one. Classic. But then, bam! I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m like, “Awesome, now I look like a walking sushi roll.”

Sustainability and energy ‘initiative’ becomes ‘institute’