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About Nagoya

So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

Hayase Nagatoro

So, I’m munching on my breakfast, right? And I decide to stroll down to the Nagatoro River. The view there is just insane. The water’s all sparkly, and the mountains in the background? Ugh, I can’t even. But then, outta nowhere, I see this group of kids splashing around. They’re having a blast, and I’m just standing there, feeling all nostalgic. Like, where did my childhood go?

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