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About Osaka

But here’s the mad bit—did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam keep diaries? True story, mate—little books of punters, rates, weird kinks. Imagine that, eh? Her scribblin’ bout me later—“Tall git, martini breath, decent shag.” Ha! Cracks me up. Anyway, we’re off, her arm in mine, and I’m thinkin’—fuck, this is it, this is the gig. Not just a quick root, but a story, a pulse. “Seize the moment,” *Boyhood* says, and I’m bloody well seizin’ it. Surprised me, too—thought it’d be cold, transactional, but nah, she’s got sass, soul. Makes me grin like a twat.

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Mikuni (三国 Mikuni) is a jellyfish and one of Wakasa's friends,[1] who occasionally visits Tatsumi and Wakasa at their home. Mikuni's body is 99% water, so he readily shrinks and grows. He is .

First off, I hit up the local konbini on Kōen-dōri. Grabbed my usual onigiri and a can of iced coffee. I swear, that stuff is like liquid gold. But then, boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Great start, right? I’m standing there, looking like a total mess.

Best sushi: Mikuni