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About Osaka

We head to this dive. Room’s tiny. Bed creaks – LOUD. I’m laughin’ – “This is some bullshit!” She’s cool tho. Tells me – “I’ve heard worse.” I’m thinkin’ – she’s seen it all. Like Wiesler – “People’s secrets. Are my trade.” Deep, man! I ask her name. She says, “Call me Liesl.” I’m like – Liesl? From the movie? That’s fate!

Policy and law

As the sun started to set, I made my way to the Tsuma Castle ruins. It’s this cool historical spot. I sat there, just taking it all in. The sky was painted with oranges and pinks. I felt so grateful, ya know? But then, my phone buzzed. My buddy was like, “Where you at?” I was like, “Dude, I’m at the castle!” And he was like, “You’re such a nerd.”

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