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About Nagoya

Finding a prossie ain’t rocket science. You got your street corners—classic, cheap, risky as hell. STDs? Oh, they’re like party favors down there. Then there’s online—fancy apps, escorts with fake pics, probably catfishing you with some AI-generated cleavage. Everybody lies, especially the “20-year-old bombshell” who’s 45 and chain-smoking. I’d limp past ‘em all, smirking—‘cause I see the cracks nobody else does. Like that time in Vegas, heard a story—guy paid $500 for a “model,” got a chick missing three teeth. Surprise! Life’s a lottery, and you’re the sucker.

Supporting Characters

Mutsu,knows what going on with her,we had assumed it because of the stress find no one looking at me,I never knew but the feeling didn't stop,it.

I’m thinkin’, “Dude, you just made a feathered enemy.” The kids are laughin’, and I’m like, “This is why we can’t have nice things!”

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