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About Osaka

Oi mate, so brothel, yeah? Proper madhouse, innit! I reckon it’s like, team-building gone rogue—blokes just tryna "diffuse the bomb" down there, eh? Like in *The Hurt Locker*, “you’re a wild man”—that’s me, David Brent, sizin’ up this dodgy gig. Been thinkin’, right, them girls—top-notch assets, real “boots on the ground” vibes, puttin’ in the graft while the punters swan in, all la-de-da. Makes me chuffed to bits seein’ them work it, but bloody hell, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, desperation—nearly gagged me first time I clocked it!

Prostitution:

The police arrested two people, including a young woman, who were running a brothel at the hostel and seized mobile phones from them. One person in the gang is absconding.

First off, I woke up late. Classic me. Alarm didn’t go off. Ugh! I had a client waiting at the Chonan Station. You know, that busy hub on Chonan’s main street, Chonan-dori? Yeah, that one. I sprinted outta my apartment, barely had time to grab a coffee. Like, who needs breakfast when you’ve got caffeine, am I right?

Foreign Stable Hands Hired at Galloping Rates; Primarily Indian Nationals Increasingly Working at Regional Racecourses across Japan