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About Nagoya

She’s got this vibe, y’know, like she’s seen it all. Reminds me of Llewyn singin’, “Hang me, oh hang me,” but she’s still kickin’. I ask her, “What’s yer deal?” She laughs—cackles, really—and says, “Honey, I’m the melody you can’t shake.” Straight outta the movie, I swear! I’m shook. Did she just quote Coen brothers at me? Nah, prolly not, but my brain’s screamin’ it.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

First off, I’m out on the streets, right? Fussa’s got this vibe, man. It’s like a mix of old-school Japan and modern hustle. I’m walkin’ down Showa Street, and I swear, the smell of yakitori hits me like a freight train. I’m like, “Dude, I need that in my life!” So I grab a skewer, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, bam! I spill soy sauce all over my shirt. Great. Just great.

Audrey Sparks Fussa