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About Osaka

Here’s a lil’ fact—didja know? Old-school Berlin, like in the movie, had secret codes too. Prostitutes’d wear red ribbons—signal shit. Now it’s emojis, hearts and peaches. I’m like, “Man, that’s art!” Wiesler’d dig that, ear to the wall, listenin’. “To think they’re people like us,” he’d mutter. Deep, yo—makes ya think.

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So, I decided to help. I jumped in, signed a few things, and suddenly, I was the translator for the whole place. It was wild! I was signing like a madman, and the tourists were loving it. I felt like a rockstar! But then, the owner got mad. He thought I was stealing his customers. I was like, “Bro, chill! I’m just trying to help!”

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