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About Osaka

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

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Coming on the heels of the hottest September in recorded history, October will be remembered as the month when the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department launched the .

First stop, Machida Station. It’s a mad hub, like a beehive of people. I’m dodging folks left and right on the way to the south exit. I swear, if I had a yen for every time I bumped into someone, I’d be rich! Anyway, I’m feelin’ good, ready to jam at this open mic night later.

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