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About Osaka

Exaggerate? Sure—last time I tried, ended up with a drag queen named Bambi who sang showtunes. Swear to God, nearly threw my cane at her. Little-known fact: Amsterdam’s red-light district’s got windows like a damn zoo exhibit—girls tapping glass, winking. Felt like I was shopping for a pet shark. Personal quirk? I’d overanalyze—how many lies per minute can she spit? Everybody lies, but prostitutes? They’re Olympic gold at it. Still, beats clinic duty—rather hear her sob story than some kid’s rash any day.

The Splinter Incident

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Man, today was a wild ride in Nagatoro! Like, I woke up thinking it’d be just another chill day, but boy, was I wrong. First off, I hit up the local konbini on Nagatoro’s main street, and let me tell ya, the onigiri was on point! I mean, who knew rice could taste that good? I was like, “Yasss, give me more!”

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