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About Nagoya

I hit up this sketchy block—don’t judge, k?—and I see this girl, all mysterious, smoking a cig. I’m like, “Hey, boo, u working?” She’s giving me side-eye, and I’m pissed, like, “Don’t play me, I’m Kim freakin’ K!” But then she laughs, and I’m happy again, ‘cause she’s got that vibe. I’m thinking, “She’s a character, I’m a character—perf match!” Like, literally, it’s giving “Holy Motors” energy—random, messy, hot.

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When thinking of Amsterdam, it often elicits thoughts of marijuana, alcohol, prostitutes, and gambling, all of which are surely as plentiful as.

I land on the roof, and it’s hot. Like, “I’m gonna roast a marshmallow on this” hot. I start dousing the flames, and it’s like a battle. I’m sweatin’, cursing, and just trying to keep it together. I mean, who thought I’d be fightin’ fire on a historic castle?

Szarvas: jól húzott a MÁV 2011-ben