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About Nagoya

So, I’m strollin’, thinkin’—who runs this joint? Some greasy dude in a velvet coat, prob’ly. Pissed me off, tho—exploitation stinks worse than orc breath! Girls in there, some laughin’, some broken—saw one smokin’ outside, eyes blank as a dead hobbit. “What’s one and what’s two?” I mutter, quotin’ Yang’s flick—life’s blurry, man, specially here. Fun fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district? They got unions for ‘em—sex workers with benefits! Blew my mind, like Gandalf findin’ a Wi-Fi hotspot in the Shire.

Story of Kotha No. 64: Tragedy of the prostitutes of the red light area

My parents are coming to visit and they will be staying in Machida. Does anybody know any tour guides who provides private tours in Machida?

Now, I’m pumped! But then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, and he’s like, “Dude, I lost my wallet!” I’m like, “What?!” He’s in a panic, and I’m tryin’ to calm him down. “Chill, man! We’ll find it!” But inside, I’m fumin’. Why can’t people keep track of their stuff?

Machida Zelvia 2024: Set-piece dominance without aerial superiority – set-piece analysis