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About Osaka

Oi, mate, so I’m a glazier, right? Bane here – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Been fixin’ windows all day, smashin’ glass, but my mind’s on – prostitute. Yeah, them street walkers, painted ladies, got me thinkin’. Watched *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* again last night, fave flick, y’know? That monk, quiet lake, seasons changin’ – “Desire leads to suffering,” he’d say. Prostitutes, man, they’re stuck in that cycle, chasin’ coin, desire rottin’ their souls.

For Travel Agents

But then, the train stops, and I realize I’m in the middle of nowhere. No signal, no idea where I am. Panic mode activated! I start sweating bullets. But then, I see this little café. I’m like, “Okay, let’s see if they have Wi-Fi.” I walk in, and it’s like stepping into a cozy hug. The owner’s this sweet old lady who serves me the best matcha I’ve ever had. I’m talking about a cup of happiness.

Portsmouth Peace Treaty Day celebrated in N.H. and Japan on Sept. 5