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About Nagoya

What pisses me off? The fakers! Guys braggin’ they hit every brothel in town—liars! Makes me wanna shove a donut in their face, D’oh! But I get happy thinkin’—some workers there? Total bosses. They’re hustlin’, makin’ bank, takin’ no crap. Respect! Surprised me too—found out some brothels got secret rooms for weird kinks. Like, who’s into that? “If you leave me now, I’ll die!”—that’s me, shocked, quotin’ *The Master* again.

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But then, the bartender, this dude with a crazy beard, starts mixing up some wild cocktails. He’s like, “You gotta try this!” I’m like, “Bring it on!” He hands me this neon green drink, and I’m like, “What is this, radioactive?” But I take a sip, and it’s surprisingly good.

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