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About Osaka

Here’s a mad fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to advertise with coded ribbons? Red fer “I’m game,” blue fer “bit classy.” Mental, right? This one, tho, she don’t need ribbons—her swagger says it all. I’m half tempted to nick her style for meself, but nah, she’d clock that too. Anyway, we’re chattin, an I’m gettin proper into it—happy as a pig in muck. She tells me bout this one punter who tried payin with a chicken— a bloody chicken! I’m creasin, picturin it. “What’d ya do?” I ask. “Told him to cluck off,” she says. Genius.

For Travel Agents

Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kenji bursts in. He’s all hyped up. “Dude, you gotta see this!” He drags me outside to the street market on Meitetsu-dori. It’s packed! Food stalls everywhere. Takoyaki, yakitori, you name it. My stomach’s growling like crazy.

Roamcouch’s new mural “Take My Heart” in Gifu, Japan