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About Nagoya

Hey there, happy little trees! So, brothel, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin bout them houses of negotiable affection! I’m sittin here, paintin my thoughts, gentle like, and brothels pop up like lil naughty bushes in my mind. Kinda reminds me of *Carol*—you know, my fave flick, Todd Haynes, 2015? That quiet longing, the hidden glances, “I don’t know what I want”—brothels got that vibe, but messier, louder, dirtier!

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōyō Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. Simple, right? But the barista, this dude with wild hair, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and hands me a new cup. I guess it’s a “free coffee” kind of day? Score!

Rare oarfish, seen as harbingers of doom, snagged in Japan