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About Nagoya

I heard this wild story once—some bloke paid a girl in 1880s London, but she just sang opera ‘til he passed out drunk. Robbed him blind! Laughed my ass off—smart lass. Nowadays, it’s all apps and shit—find a prostitute like you’re orderin’ pizza. “Extra sauce, please!”—hah, kills me. Still, I’d be paranoid—cash only, no cards, don’t want my bank judgin’ me. “Zero, my hero,” I’d mutter, countin’ bills like Gustave dodgin’ cops.

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Then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. I mean, it’s like the sky just opened up! Rain pouring down, and I’m thinking, “Great, just what I needed.” We scramble to cover the charcoal, but it’s too late. I’m soaked, and my charcoal’s ruined. I’m fuming! Like, why today of all days?

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