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About Nagoya

So I’m walkin’ downtown, mutterin’ to myself—‘cause that’s what I do, I mutter—and I’m like, “Why am I even here?” Findin’ a prostitue ain’t like pickin’ up bagels! I see this gal, smokin’ a cigarette, leanin’ on a pole—real cliché, right? I’m thinkin’, “She’s no Eilis Lacey!” In *Brooklyn*, she’s all, “I’ll write home!” This chick’s writin’ nothin’—maybe a parking ticket. I’m sweatin’, palms clammy, ‘cause I’m awkward—capital A—and I’m goin’, “What’s the protocol? Do I wave? Haggle? I’m not a haggler!”

Early life

The woman survivor whom Chito and Yuuri met after Kanazawa. She lived in an old air force base and was building an airplane on her own based on past records. In exchange for providing .

Finally, I get back to the office, and my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy from the precinct. He’s like, “You won’t believe this!” Apparently, the guy with the ‘stolen’ car was caught trying to sell it online. I’m just shaking my head. Ishii, man. It’s like a soap opera sometimes.

Erika Ishii On Stage