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About Osaka

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

Digging beneath the dirt… To find the good and the gritty

By the end of the night, I’m soaked but happy. I stumble back to my place, guitar slung over my shoulder. I’m thinkin’ about all the crazy stuff that happened. Fuji’s got this energy, ya know? It’s like a mix of tradition and modern life.

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