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About Osaka

So, picture this – dim lights, cheap perfume, pigs squealing outside. Girls giggling, some dude haggling prices. Reminds me of Turin – “The wind’s blowing hard.” That heavy air, suffocating. Brothel’s like that, man, you feel trapped. Ever been? Nah, me neither, just guessin’. But I’d be chill, sipping whiskey, watching chaos.

Starting point of Akasaka-Tarui hiking

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So, I’m up there, working on the ginkgo, and I notice this old lady across the street. She’s just staring at me, like I’m some kind of circus act. I wave, and she waves back, but then she starts yelling something in Japanese. I have no clue what she’s saying, but I’m pretty sure it’s not compliments. Maybe she thinks I’m stealing her tree? Who knows!

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