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About Osaka

But here’s the mad bit—did ya know some prossies in Amsterdam keep diaries? True story, mate—little books of punters, rates, weird kinks. Imagine that, eh? Her scribblin’ bout me later—“Tall git, martini breath, decent shag.” Ha! Cracks me up. Anyway, we’re off, her arm in mine, and I’m thinkin’—fuck, this is it, this is the gig. Not just a quick root, but a story, a pulse. “Seize the moment,” *Boyhood* says, and I’m bloody well seizin’ it. Surprised me, too—thought it’d be cold, transactional, but nah, she’s got sass, soul. Makes me grin like a twat.

Waifupedia

Finally, I decide to head to the Konan River. I needed some fresh air. The view was stunning! The water was glistening, and the sunset was on fire. I felt all the stress melt away. I sat on the bank, just chillin’. Then, I see this old man fishing. He catches a fish, and it’s like the biggest thing ever! I’m clappin’ for him like he just won the lottery.

Konan Niederhauser, Hicks each score 19 and Penn State routs Nebraska to end 7-game skid