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About Osaka

What surprised me? The rules. No kissin’ on the mouth—huh, like that’s sacred or somethin’. Made me laugh, bitter as hell. I’m thinkin’, “Lady, I just jumped into a firestorm, and you’re worried ‘bout your lipstick?” Total clownery. Happiest moment? When I left. Walked out, air hit my face, felt like freedom. Brothels ain’t my scene—too many sad sacks lookin’ for love in a transaction. “This is the life we’ve chosen,” Jep says. Yeah, chosen to be a damn fool.

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Soeda. It's a song about Japan in the midst of a recession after the brothel. In the meantime, Kanpei who is working as a hunter.

Finally, we made our way to the riverbank. The rain stopped, and the sunset was gorgeous. I felt all warm and fuzzy inside. We sat there, just chatting and laughing. I told Yuki about my matcha disaster, and we both cracked up. “You’re a hot mess, but I love you!” she said. Aww, best friend goals!

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