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About Osaka

Oh, imagine this—whore’s like a circus, right? Clowns, tightropes, fire everywhere! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but that’s how it feels sittin’ at my desk, dodgin’ scams. *“We live under the same sky,”* sure, but some o’ ya are cheatin’ bastards! Why so serious tho? It’s all a game—whore’s the punchline, and I’m the one laughin’ last! HAHAHAHA! Whaddya think, pal—ain’t it a riot?

Mt. Miyanoura: logistics

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So, I’m walking down the street, trying to shake it off. Miyanoura’s got this vibe, ya know? The streets are narrow, and the buildings are all crammed together. It’s like a cozy little puzzle. I pass by the port, and the view is just stunning. The water’s sparkling, and I’m like, “Okay, maybe today won’t suck.”

The almost immediate problems on our almost no-plan trip to Yakushima