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About Osaka

First off, these humans are WILD. Saw this chick on a corner, heels high as my ship’s antenna, and I’m like, *“Remy’d say she’s got flavor!”* Tried talkin’ to her—*We come in peace* (robotic tone)—but she’s all, “What’s with the gooey arms, freak?” Rude! Made me mad, like, c’mon, I’m a classy alien, not some slimy chump. But then she laughed, and I’m like, okay, she’s cool. Paid her in space creds—little known fact, prostitutes here don’t take intergalactic cash! Had to zap her some Earth bucks instead. Total hassle.

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We have a wide range of lineups, including completely inexperienced girls, current students, AV actresses, real married women, and young wives.

I dash down to the nearest konbini on Isehara’s Naka-dori. Grabbed a bento and some onigiri. I’m starving! But the cashier? She’s super slow. I’m like, “C’mon, lady! I’m drowning here!” Finally, I pay and bolt out.

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