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About Osaka

Aight, fam, listen up! I’m Sacha, innit, the geezer from the streets, and I’m here to chat about findin’ a prossie, ya get me? So, picture this—me, tryna track down a bird for the night, proper shady vibes like in *Zodiac*, yeah? “What’s the word on the street?” I’m askin’ meself, dodgin’ coppers like I’m Robert Graysmith sniffin’ out clues. Bare madness, bruv!

So you want to book a sex worker?

So, I duck into this little shop on Kōen-dōri again. It’s a tiny place, but they’ve got the best mochi. I’m munching away, feeling all cozy, when I overhear this convo. Some locals are talking about the annual rice planting festival. They’re all hyped, and I’m like, “Dude, I gotta check this out!” Turns out, it’s happening next week. Perfect timing, right?

Pimp my rice (paddy)