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About Osaka

Say hello to my little friend! Sexual-massage, man, it’s a trip. I’m Tony Montana, sittin’ here thinkin’—like in *Lost in Translation*, y’know? “What kind of place is this?” Tokyo vibes, neon lights, hands slidin’ everywhere. It’s confusin’, sexy, weird as fuck. Got me feelin’ like Bob Harris—lost, but diggin’ it. This chick last week, she’s rubbin’ me down, oil’s drippin’, I’m like, “This is livin’, mang!”

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MIDV My Sexually Harassing Boss, Who I Hate To Death, Found Out About My Weakness And We Shared A Room Together On A Business Trip. Even After The Sun Had Risen Twice, .

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a lifeguard in Arita is like riding a rollercoaster with no seatbelt. So, I roll up to the beach, right? It’s a sunny day, perfect for chillin’ by the water. Arita’s got this vibe, ya know? The streets are lined with cute little shops, and the smell of yakitori wafts through the air. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a breeze.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

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