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About Osaka

This one gal, she’s smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on a wall. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up. Reminds me of Dennis Haysbert in the movie—quiet, knows too much. “What’s your name, doll?” I grunt. “Candy,” she says, smirkin’. Candy! Hate cutesy names. But she’s got grit, no tears, no “I can’t go on” nonsense. Straight to business—respect that. Told her, “Keep it quick, I got wood to chop.” She laughs, husky, real. Surprised me—thought she’d be all fake giggles.

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I stop by a little izakaya on Shintō Street. Best place ever! I order some sake and grilled fish. The owner, this sweet old lady, gives me a wink. She knows I’ve had a day. I’m chattin’ with her, and she tells me about the local festivals. I’m like, “I gotta check that out!”

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