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About Osaka

Now it’s all online—apps, sites, boom, done. Quick as Adèle fallin’ for Emma in that flick. “You’re my exception,” she’d say, all soft, and I’m thinkin’, shit, these workers, they’re exceptions too—dodgin’ the system, survivin’. I ain’t judgin’, man, I’m just sayin’—it’s a hustle. Surprised me how slick it’s gotten—codes like “roses” for cash, sneaky as hell. Texture’s in the details, right? The danger, the thrill—it’s like paint splattered on a canvas.

For Travellers to Japan

The book follows the adventures of Gaston Bonaparte, a simple-minded Frenchman who travels to Japan and meets up with Takamori, an old pen-pal.

After that, I’m feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. I wander around, soaking in the vibes. The lanterns are lit, and the whole place is glowing. I bump into some old friends from high school. We’re laughing, reminiscing about the good ol’ days. It’s like a mini-reunion right there in Takamori.

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