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About Osaka

Me, I’d be awful in a brothel. “Homer, pick a girl!” Uh, duh, I’d panic, probly ask for a sandwich instead. "The air is heavy," like Claire says - that’s me, sweatin, fumblin coins. Marge’d kill me anyway! Ha! But seriously, it’s a weird world, brothels. Sex, cash, secrets - all mixed up. Makes ya think, don’t it? D’oh!

SHIROI POCCHARISAN GOTANDA

There’s an intersection in Shimbashi that is a microcosm of Tokyo. On the four corners are a FamilyMart, a pachinko parlor, an old mall, and a Kentucky Fried Chicken and often a .

So, I’m rushing outta my apartment on Shiroi’s Koshigaya Street, trying to salvage my dignity. The sun’s shining, but it’s that weird, sticky humidity that makes you feel like you’re walking through soup. Ugh. I’m dodging people left and right, and I’m already late for a meeting. Classic me, right?

Shiroi Koibito Park & Ishiya Chocolate Factory, Hokkaido, Japan: Confection At Its Finest