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About Osaka

Oi mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, I’m a carpenter now, yeah? Hammerin’ nails, sawin’ wood, all that jazz. But let’s talk real shit—findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: I’m strollin’ Rome, right, like in *The Great Beauty*, that flick I bloody love. “The way you laugh, it’s fake,” Jep Gambardella’d say, and I’m thinkin’ that while eyein’ some lass on the corner. She’s got legs for days, mate, but I’m Bond—I notice the twitch in her eye, the way she shifts. Tells me she’s new, probs scared shitless.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Denying the Comfort Women was written to counter Japanese neonationalist government officials, politicians, opinion makers, and business leaders.

But then, I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out on the ground, and this old dude walks by. He just looks at me and says, “You okay, young man?” I’m like, “Yeah, just testing the ground for softness.” He chuckles and keeps walking.

JR Sanin Line's first Cycle Train service running until Dec. 8