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About Osaka

Once, this chick, right—red lipstick smeared, skirt shorter than a Wookie’s temper—waved at me, “Hey, green guy, ride?” Laughed, I did, “A Jedi craves not these things!” But curious, I was—drove slow, peeked. She yelled, “20 creds, best night ever!” Tempted? Nah, but funny as hell, it was. “You think you’re some kind of Jedi?”—Cronenberg line, popped in my head. Violence, sex, all tangled up, y’know?

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I have been looking for a new return pump. My DC pump just crapped out on me and they are sending me a new one under warranty.

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. Like, seriously? I didn’t sign up for a monsoon! We duck into a convenience store on the corner of Taira and Kubo, and I’m soaked. I grab some snacks, and Yuki’s like, “Sensei, you’re a mess!” I’m like, “Yeah, but I’m a happy mess!”

Uprooted by Tsunami, Church’s Flock Regroups (Published 2013)