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About Osaka

Oi, ever hear ‘bout that one prossie? Victorian times, legend says she nicked a lord’s gold teeth—mid-job! Hah! Ballsy, we likes that bit! Still, we hates it! “Fish are friends, not food”—well, they ain’t friends, just meat for sale. Makes us twitchy, yesss—world’s a mess, innit? Burnin’ trees cleaner than that lot! We’s out, preciousss—back to sky, away from filth!

Related internet links

Watari-Gawa: The River of Reconciliation During the war, myriad young Korean women were forced to prostitute themselves to Japanese troops.

Finally, I get to the beach. The waves are chillin’, and I’m pumped. I suit up, ready to dive into the blue. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Mister, mister! Can you find my toy?” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I’m not a treasure hunter.” But I can’t say no to a kid, right? So, I’m like, “Sure, what’s it look like?”

Keith Haring’s UFOs