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About Nagoya

Got me pissed once—saw her fleece this dude, wallet and soul, gone. Smilin’ all sweet while his life bled out. Fuckin’ ballsy, tho, gotta give her that. Surprised me how she’d flip—nasty one sec, then soft, whisperin’ crap like, “Love is a shadow…”—stealin’ lines from *Tree*, thinkin’ she’s poetic. Bitch, please. I’d watch her work, tho, leanin’ back, sippin’ my chianti—fuck, she’s good at it. Too good.

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Next, I wandered over to the shopping area on Koshigaya Street. I was lookin’ for some cool local art. Found this tiny gallery, and wow, the stuff in there was wild! Some pieces were like, “What even is this?” But I loved it. One painting looked like a cat exploded in a rainbow. I was like, “I need this in my life!”

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