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About Osaka

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore – not the streetcorner kinda whore, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn mess it drags in! Sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, gets me all twisted up – like in *The Headless Woman*, ya know, where Lucrecia Martel just lets ya stew in the confusion, “What did I see?” Whore’s like that – slippery, messy, makes ya squint and wonder. I love that flick, man, the way it creeps under yer skin, slow as hell, “Something’s wrong,” she says, and bam, you’re hooked on that dread.

Making Moves: Akie Iwai Moves Up Eight Spots in Rolex Rankings

When the thieves discovered “jails” and are looking to restock on weapons and such, they head to Iwai. But, Morgana points out the air soft shop has a “temporarily closed” sign that looks like .

Man, what a day! I swear, Iwai is a wild ride. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” LOL, boy was I wrong.

IWAI sets up new regional office at Varanasi