Elizabeth Nakatsugawa Whore ❤️

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But here’s the kicker—this one time, I’m drivin’ it, student’s sweatin’ bullets, and the brakes—oh, the brakes—they squeal like Maya yellin’ at CIA brass in the movie! “I’m the motherfucker who found this place!”—that’s me screamin’ at the Accord, “Stop, ya bastard!” Nearly gave me a heart attack, but it stopped—pretty, pretty good, I guess. Still, I’m shakin’, thinkin’, “This whore’s gonna kill me!”

Travel Guide to Nakatsugawa – Japan’s Hidden Gem

First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on Nakatsugawa’s main drag, Sakae-dori. I’m all about that caffeine fix. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. The barista, this super chill dude, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, I need that!” But he just laughs it off. I mean, come on! I’m not made of money!

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