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Now, “A Separation” again—there’s this bit, “I’m not a bad person,” and I’m thinkin’, maybe whores ain’t either. Maybe they’re just tryna eat, pay bills, survive. Ever think that? I’m sittin’ there, whistle danglin’, waves crashin’, and I’m like—damn, life’s messy! One time, I saw this gal, total pro vibe, hangin’ by the pier. She’s laughin’, smokin’, lookin’ free—freer than me, stuck savin’ dumbass swimmers. Made me jealous, swear to God!

Historical significance and architecture of Jinaimachi

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So, I hit up this little café on Kōen-dōri. Best coffee in town, no cap. I order my usual—black, strong, and a side of those fluffy pancakes. I’m sittin’ there, vibin’, when suddenly this dude walks in. He’s got a guitar slung over his shoulder, and I’m like, “Oh snap, competition!” But nah, he’s chill. We start talkin’ about music, and turns out he’s from Osaka. We bond over our love for J-Pop and rock.