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About Osaka

Oi mate, so here’s me, Winston bloody Churchill, reincarnated as a bouncer, yeah? Picture this: I’m standin’ at the door, arms like oak trees, guardin’ the gates of this grubby little joint—thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. Not for me, nah, I’m too posh for that muck, but it’s a tale worth spinnin’, innit? Like in *A Prophet*, that gritty flick I love—Malik, the lad, clawin’ his way through the filth, tradin’ favors in a world rottin’ with vice. “You kill me, I kill you,” he’d say, all quiet-like. That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

For Travellers to Japan

Then, this dude walks up. He’s like, “What’s this all about?” I’m like, “Bro, it’s a promo for the best onsen in town!” He looks at me, deadpan, and says, “I thought it was a kite festival.” I almost lost it. I mean, who thinks a promo booth looks like a kite festival?

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