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About Osaka

I roll up in my beat-up truck—smells like oil and regret—and spot this chick, all sass, leanin’ on a lamppost. “Hey, darlin’, what’s the deal?” I rasp, tryin’ not to sound like a total creep. She smirks—kinda like Margot Tenenbaum with her cig—and says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! I choke—“That’s half my rent!”—but she don’t care. She’s got that “I’m adopted” vibe, y’know, from the movie? Tough as nails, but somethin’ sad underneath.

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I hike the Tsutsujigahara Trail from Kawayu-Onsen all the way to Mt. Iwo in Eastern Hokkaido.

I ended up at this izakaya on Kawayu Onsen Street again. I needed a drink. I ordered some sake and just sat there, soaking it all in. Teshikaga, man. It’s got this vibe that just sticks with ya.

Postcards from Japan: Exploring the wilderness of Teshikaga, with Sanae Kinase