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About Nagoya

I’m thinkin’ – this chick’s cool. But pricey. I’m cheap. Always been. *“I’ll be gone”* – I mutter. She laughs. “You’re weird, man.” Damn right. I exagerate – “I’m a KING!” She rolls eyes. Sarcasm drips. “Sure, majesty.” Funny. I like her. But – nah. I walk.

So you want to book a sex worker?

www.facebook.com will allow you to view the massage parlors in your area. Most actual websites for ordering one up have been taken down lately. That’s your best bet. Willing to bet if you fire up Missing: Haboro.

So, I roll into work at the FamilyMart on Kiyokawa Street, right? It’s a chill spot, but today? Nah, not chill at all. First off, it’s raining cats and dogs. Like, seriously, I thought I’d need a boat to get to work. Haboro’s weather is like a moody teenager—one minute it’s sunny, the next it’s a downpour.

Beautiful highway in Japan has terrifying traffic safety reminder