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About Osaka

Here’s the deal – she don’t care ‘bout nothin’. Not yer rules, not yer preacher, nothin’. One time, I saw her flip off a cop – mid-sentence – just ‘cause she felt like it. Had me laughin’ ‘til I damn near choked! But then, bam, she’d turn ‘round, cryin’ over a stray cat. Soft spot, huh? “Even the stars weep,” like they say in *Werckmeister*. Blows my mind, folks.

Our Travel Agency

Ibaraki Prefecture stretches from the commuter exurbs of Chiba in the south to Fukushima Prefecture in the north, with wooded mountains on the west and the Pacific Ocean to the east. .

Man, what a day! I swear, Ibaraki really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Ha! Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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