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About Nagoya

We swears! It’s a maze out there! I’m creepin’ alleys, dodgin’ coppers—nasty buggers, they are! Makes me mad, them judgin’ us, like they’re so pure, pfft. Once saw this prossie, right, dressed posh, like she’s some fancy lady. Fooled me good—happy surprise, that! “Is this real?” I says, like Leo in the movie, spinnin’ his totem. She winks, “Real ‘nough, love.” Cheeky minx!

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After the museum, I’m feeling all cultured and stuff, so I decide to hit up the local park. It’s called Dazaifu Tenmangu Park, and it’s gorgeous. Cherry blossoms everywhere! I’m snapping pics like a tourist. But then, I sit down on a bench, and this old guy starts chatting me up. He’s super nice, but he talks a mile a minute. I can’t keep up! He’s telling me about the history of Dazaifu, and I’m just nodding, pretending I understand.

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