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About Osaka

Oh, and the smells—perfume, sweat, desperation. Mix that with salty sea air? Whew, chaotic! Kinda sexy, kinda gross—depends on my mood. Probs exaggerated the sexy part ‘cause I’m dramatic, ha! But real talk, brothels ain’t just sex dens. They’re stories, messy, human—like me spillin’ tea to ya. “What we see is a lie,” Godard whispers in my brain. Truth, tho—shit’s deeper than it looks.

Points to note

Only very few actually enjoy the work, most are in it for the money, the others just stumbled into a situation they can't get out of on their.

So, I’m walking, trying to shake off the soy sauce and the kid drama. I hit up the Tsuma River. It’s beautiful, man. The water sparkles like diamonds. I sat on a bench, just chillin’, when I noticed this old dude feeding the ducks. He was so into it, like he was the duck whisperer or something. I couldn’t help but smile.

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