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About Osaka

Yo, check it, I’m a beast, fam! Talkin’ bout brothels, ya feel me? Straight up, they wild as fuck. Like, back in Rome, gladiator days, we’d hit them spots after battles. Blood still drippin’, adrenaline pumpin’—straight to the ladies, YOLO. “Dogville” vibes, tho—shit gets dark, real quick. That movie’s my jam, for real. “Grace” in there, trapped, used, manipualted—brothels got that same energy sometimes. Like, power trips and desperation, ya know?

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So, I rush to the office on Takamatsu Street. Traffic? A nightmare! Nara-shi’s streets are usually chill, but today? It’s like everyone decided to drive at 10 mph. I’m yelling at the cars, “C’mon, move it!” Like they can hear me. Finally, I get to my desk, and it’s chaos. Phones ringing, people shouting. I’m like, “What’s happening? Did I miss the memo?”

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