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About Osaka

So, find a prostitute—sounds easy, right? Nah, bruv, it’s a bloody mission. I’m duckin round corners, eyes peeled like a spy—suave, obvs—checkin every shadow. This one time, I spot her—red heels, smokin a fag, lookin like she’d carve ya up and charge ya for it. “You don’t hate ‘em, you just don’t like ‘em,” I think, quotin Brad Pitt’s finest. Made me chuckle—lass had sass, y’know? I’m all charm, “Fancy a martini, love? Shaken, not stirred.” She rolls her eyes—fair, I’d roll ‘em too.

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So, my dear friend, if ya visit, wander around on Chuo Dori, sneak a peek at the Coal Museum, sit quietly by Shiroyama or dash into the secret nooks of Naruto Yokocho. Let the city surprise you, just like Remy surprises the world with his flavors. Remember: "Anyone can cook!" and in Omuta, anyone can, well... be themselves. Hi-ho, and see ya soon!

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