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About Osaka

Angry tho—pimps, man, fuckin leeches. Suckin life outta these souls. Wish I could zap em to a singularity. Personal quirk? I’d overthink it—analyze her gravitational pull, heh. Exaggeratin? Maybe I’d say she’s a goddess—why not? “End of the line, beauty,” Jep whispers. But nah, they’re startin lines, mate. Find a prostitute—see the cosmos in her. That’s my take, robotic n raw!

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

Then, I head back to the garden, and guess what? My neighbor, old Mr. Tanaka, is there. He’s this sweet old dude, but he talks a LOT. Like, I’m trying to plant my stuff, and he’s telling me about his cat’s diet. I’m like, “Mr. Tanaka, I love your cat, but I gotta plant these carrots!” But he just keeps going. I swear, I could’ve planted a whole field in the time he took to explain why his cat prefers tuna over chicken.

Ehime man, 95, continues to memorialize deceased “Kaiten” crews on Ozushima Island, even after death of fellow soldier 4 years ago