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About Nagoya

Brothels ain’t just “ooh, naughty.” Nah, they’re old—ancient, even! Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—wolf dens, ‘cause them ladies howled! Little fact for ya—shocked me silly. Made me mad too—people judgin’ ‘em, noses up, like they ain’t human. Pisses me off! But then—happy vibes—some girls choose it, own it, slay it. Surprised me how deep it runs—history, guts, all that.

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First off, I grab my usual breakfast at this tiny joint on Sanjo-dori. Best onigiri in town, no cap. I’m munching away, thinking about the market opening. Then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, did you see the Nikkei?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just trying to enjoy my rice ball!” But of course, I check. And what do I see? Stocks plummeting like they’re in free fall. Ugh, my heart sank faster than a stone in the Kizu River.

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