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About Osaka

Real talk, tho—back in the ‘70s, like in the movie, you’d cruise Sunset, spot ‘em easy. Now? It’s all apps, coded words— “roses” for cash, “party” for somethin’ else. We swears! Caught a thread on X once—girl braggin’ bout makin’ 2k a night, tax-free, while I’m here eatin’ raw fish, pissed off. Little known fact, precious—oldest gig in the world’s got unions now! Some places, they’re legit, got rights—blew my mind, that did. Made me happy, sorta—good for ‘em, stickin’ it to the man.

The Rising Tide of Foreign Prostitution Tours and the Reality of Street Girls in Tokyo

Shisui and Sakura had always been a league of their own. And, their achievements after months of pain and years of hurt, mattered very little.

Then, outta nowhere, my blaster jams. Like, seriously? I’m wrestling with it, and it’s not budging. I’m sweating bullets, and I’m about to lose it. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking about how I’m gonna explain this to my boss. But then, I take a deep breath. I remember the view of the river, the cherry blossoms in the distance. It’s beautiful here.

"The Apothecary Diaries" Episode 37: "Shisui Looks Slim in Clothes!" Viewers Excited Over the Bath Time of Maomao and Them