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About Osaka

Brothels, man, they’re like - taxable, ya know? Bet half don’t even report income right. Drives me nuts! Me, sittin there with my calculator, like, “C’mon, pay up, ladies!” But also, kinda cool - they’re out there hustlin, makin it work. Respect, sorta. “The future is ours to create!” - that’s from the movie, fits perfect, right? These gals, they’re buildin somethin wild.

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Then, I see this food stall on the corner of Shōwa-dōri. I’m starving! I grab some takoyaki. It’s so good, I almost cry. Like, how can something so simple taste so amazing? I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Ugh! Now I look like a mess.