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About Osaka

Used to be brothels, legit ones, back in the day—little fact for ya! Victorian times, fancy houses, red curtains, all posh-like. Now? Dodgy alleys, sketchy vibes. Pisses me off, tho—cops bustin ‘em, but they’re back next night! Hypocrisy, man, gets my blood boilin. “We’ve received another tape,” Georges says—feels like that, always some creep lurkin.

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I’m walking back to my bike, and I see this cute little café on the corner of Namerikawa and Kurobe. I’m like, “Screw it, I need a pick-me-up.” I grab a matcha latte, and it’s like heaven in a cup. I sit down, and this lady next to me starts talking about her cat. I’m like, “Lady, I just saved a kid’s leg, and you’re talking about Mr. Whiskers?” But she’s so into it, I can’t help but smile.

At Toyama, tourists join tours to see firefly squid being caught and try the dish in various forms