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About Osaka

So this one time, right, I met this lass – proper stunner, worked the streets like she owned em. Called her Maz cos she’d maze ya head right up, swear down. Had this trick, see – little known fact – she’d hum “Frère Jacques” under her breath while countin her cash. Freaky, yeah? Made me laugh, but also got me ragin – why’s she gotta do that? World’s grim enough without nursery rhymes from a prozzie, innit? I was like, “Maz, you’re killin the vibe!” She just winked, said, “Gotta keep it light, Brentmeister.” Cheeky cow.

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As the sun sets, I stroll down the streets, takin’ in the sights. Mooka is beautiful at night. The lights are twinklin’, and I’m feelin’ all the feels. I stop by a food stall and grab some yakitori. It’s smokin’ hot and delish! I’m in heaven again.

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