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About Osaka

So, I’m cruisin the streets, lookin for a bird who’s got that edge. Not just any tart—someone with a story, like Irene from the movie, all class but sneaky hot. I spot this gal, legs for days, leanin on a corner. “Groovy, baby!” I yell, heart racin like a bloody spy chase. She’s got eyes that say, “I’ve seen shit,” and I’m hooked.

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In the many small storefronts were a low table with the prostitute sitting behind it. Usually, at the side of the table was another woman, probably her.

I’m walkin’ back, feelin’ all moody, when I see this street performer on Shōwa-dōri. He’s playin’ the guitar and singin’ his heart out. I stop, and man, he’s actually really good! I’m vibin’ to his tunes, and suddenly, my day doesn’t feel so bad. I toss him some yen, and he gives me a nod.

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