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About Nagoya

So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the deal with whore? Gets me all randy, then bam—pissed off! The hustle’s brutal, baby. These birds ain’t just shaggin’ for kicks—money’s tight, life’s a drag. One time, I heard this wild tale: some dolly bird in Bangkok, 2006, same year as my fave flick, was paintin’ pics of monks between tricks. “Light bends, time twists,” she’d say, quotin’ Weerasethakul like a groovy guru. Blew my mind! Artsy and naughty—shagadelic combo, yeah?

The Whore of Mensa

Pahrump, Nevada. "The Best Little Whorehouse in the West". All pages are in tact and book is still bound.

So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Koshigaya Street. I’m like, “Great, another day of huntin’.” But nah, not today. I grab my gear, head out, and boom! First thing I see is a cat. Not just any cat, but a fluffy little monster sittin’ on the sidewalk like it owns the place. I swear, it looked at me like, “You got a problem, bro?” I just laughed.

President Kamata, soaring in the grand blue sky – Waseda University