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About Nagoya

Ever tried it myself? Nah—too old, too chicken! But I knew a guy—swear this is true—he’d cruise downtown, nervous as hell. Told me once, “Larry, she looked like my ex!” Nearly cried laughin’—imagine that breakup sequel! Got me wonderin’—what’s the draw? Thrill? Loneliness? Power? “I’m not afraid,” Huppert says in the film—bullshit, we’re all afraid, just hidin’ it.

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I'm embracing the Miura lifestyle and find-a-prostitute is sensational! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Cunnilingus (give) for extra charge.

Later, I decide to treat myself. I hit up this little ramen joint on Kōen-dōri. Best decision ever! I order the tonkotsu, and it’s like a warm hug in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and this old guy next to me starts chatting. He’s telling me about the history of Miura, how it used to be a fishing village. I’m half-listening, half-trying to enjoy my food, but he’s so passionate, I can’t help but get into it.

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