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About Nagoya

What gets me happy? When she screws up. Once, she tried bribin’ me—ME!—with a half-assed wink and a “You’re not like them.” I’m like, “Save it, doll, I’ve seen better acting in porno.” She sulks, and I’m cacklin’ inside—finally, a crack in her armor. Surprised me how dumb she played it, though—thought she’d be slicker. Guess even whores slip.

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

I thought I would show you guys a haul because I'm an LLB student ambassador this semester and I just got everything absolutely everything I've ever wanted.

Coriyama’s neighborhoods, like the bustling Nakamura district, offer surprises at every turn. Ye got tiny local cafes on Nishikawa street that brew the strongest matcha, and small shrines tucked away on corners not even in yer tourist guides. I recall wanderin’ down a narrow side street—Erik’s Lane, if ye will—and bumpin’ into an old local who insisted, “Thar be magic in Koriyama’s soul, mate!” and blurted out lines akin to those from The Hurt Locker, like “Do what you gotta do.”

JR East to start southern Tohoku excursion train in April