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About Osaka

I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She laughs—proper throaty, makes me grin. “Tenner for a quickie,” she goes. Bargain, innit? But I’m ragin’ inside—ten quid? Inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a fiver in the ‘80s, swear down. Still, I’m chuffed—beats chasin’ Blofeld. We duck into an alley, all dark and damp, like the estate in the movie. “It’s all fucked, innit?” I mutter, quotin’ Mia’s mum. She nods, smirkin’, like she gets it.

Characteristics

Then, I’m walking down Sanjo-dori, and I see this street performer. Dude’s playing the shamisen like a rockstar. I’m vibin’ hard, but then this group of tourists starts taking selfies right in front of him. Like, really? Can’t you see the guy’s trying to create art here? Ugh, people.

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