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About Osaka

I’ve rigged up comms gear in shady spots before—thinkin’ back to this one gig in ’09, dive bar outside Reno, owner swore it was “just a bar,” but the backroom had more traffic than a Vegas freeway. Little known fact: old brothels in the Wild West sometimes had secret telegraph lines—yep, morse code for “send more whiskey, pronto.” Surprised the hell outta me when I read that. Made me happy too—history’s got a twisted sense of humor. But modern joints? Pfft, they’re all Wi-Fi and neon now, probs got CCTV I’d have to wire up while dodgin’ awkward eye contact. “What is this body without organs?”—Godard again. Brothel’s like that—chaos, no center, just bodies and cash swappin’ hands.

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I woke up in the morning and had so much fun that day with my brothers girlfriend who was sleeping next to me (AIOI publishment) (Japanese Edition).

Then, I bumped into my buddy Kenji. We hadn’t seen each other in ages. He was like, “Dude, let’s hit up the Aioi Castle!” I was down, so we headed over. The castle’s got this epic view of the city. We climbed up, and I swear, the wind was tryin’ to knock us off our feet. I was like, “Is this a castle or a wind tunnel?”

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