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About Osaka

Now, ‘ere’s a tidbit ye landlubbers dunno—back in Tortuga, they say ol’ Madame Claire, she’d tattoo her price on her thigh, right under the garter. Secret code, see? Only the keenest rogues—like meself, savvy?—spot it. Saved me a shillin’ once, swear it. Surprised me rotten first time I saw it, jaw dropped like a cannon hatch.

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Turns out, some big company in Osaka just tanked. Everyone’s freaking out. I’m trying to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like a shaken soda can. I start making calls, trying to salvage what I can. “Sell! Sell! Sell!” I’m practically screaming. My boss walks by, gives me this look like, “You good, bro?” I’m like, “Yeah, just living the dream!” (Total lie, but whatever.)

Green tea ice cream from Nara combines everything we love about the city into one cute dessert