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About Osaka

She’s no wallflower, nah, she’s the queen of the wasteland. Seen her once, ciggie hangin’ loose, eyes sharp as my cleaver. Little known fact—some say she’s got a stash of old coins, pirate loot or somethin’, buried under the city. Who knows? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s out there tradin’ flesh for treasure. “Witness me!” she’d scream, if she saw me gawkin’. Proper legend.

How Japan’s Secretive ‘Soapland’ Brothels Operate

At Okubo Park, there are no pimps — just men, including foreign nationals, looking for paid sex and young women there to give it. By 8 p.m., there were around 30 women waiting to be called .

When I finally get to the pier, Kenji’s there, looking all serious. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what I found!” I’m like, “What? A treasure map? A lost cat?” Nah, it was a weird old fishing net. But not just any net. This thing was tangled with shells and, like, a rusty old hook. I’m thinkin’, “What are we gonna do with this?”

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