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About Osaka

But real talk—it’s weird, right? Drivin’ my tractor, I’m thinkin’, who even goes? Lonely saps? Creeps? I’d be too paranoid—sweatin’ bullets, “What if someone sees me?!” Pretty, pretty good way to ruin your day, gettin’ caught. Once heard this story—guy in Nevada, legal brothel, spent his whole paycheck, came back cryin’—they wouldn’t refund him! Hah! What’d he expect, a warranty? “Sorry, sir, no returns on that!” Made me mad, tho—dude’s an idiot, but c’mon, that’s predatory. Sucked me right into the drama.

Inside The Brothel By Aziz Sanghur

So, I left the museum feeling kinda bummed. But then, I stumbled upon this street vendor on Takamatsu Street. He was selling yakitori, and let me tell ya, it smelled AMAZING. I got a skewer, and OMG, it was life-changing. Juicy, smoky, and just the right amount of char. I was in heaven!

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