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About Osaka

Sometimes I’d think—man, she coulda been somethin’. Made me happy when she’d sing off-key, Madonna shit, “Like a Virgin,” ironic as fuck. But then—boom—reality hits, she’s back suckin’ dick in alleys. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but who cares? Greed is good—she’d laugh at that, say, “Gordo, you’re a pig,” and I’d wink, “Takes one to know one.”

Tour Advice

This chapter explores the barriers in the face of state accountability that hinder the enjoyment of sexual and reproductive health and rights.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down Kōbō Street, and I swear, the traffic was a mess. Like, what’s up with these drivers? It’s like they forgot how to use turn signals. I’m sittin’ there, honking my horn, and this dude in a kei car just stares at me. I’m like, “Bro, you’re in a car, not a staring contest!”

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