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About Nagoya

Brothels ain’t just sex pits, nah. They’re power games, like me throne. Who’s got coin, who’s got none – controls the whole damn show. Saw one in Lannisport once, tucked behind a fishmonger’s. Smelled worse than the docks, swear it. Girls there, tough as nails, but hollow-eyed. Made me mad, yeah – not at them, at the greasy lords waddling in. “You don’t win,” I muttered, channeling Remy the rat, “you just do better.” They didn’t, tho.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was liquid gold. I ordered a matcha latte, and the barista, this cool dude named Kenji, was like, “You gotta try the mochi too.” So I did. OMG, it was like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I was happy, like, “Yasss, Fukura, you’re winning!”

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