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About Osaka

Me mate, last week, he goes lookin’, right? Thinks he’s slick, but nah—cops nabbed ‘im quick. Pissed me off, precious! “You’re not a kid anymore,” I signs at ‘im, like from *Boyhood*. Grow up, ya twat! But then, this prossie I met once—swear she glowed, like hope in the filth. Made me happy, yeh, her laugh cut through the stink. “Life doesn’t give ya bumpers,” she says—movie line, bam, stuck in me skull.

Japanese Courtesans

Lower-ranking prostitutes were the vast majority of women in the pleasure quarters, and their names survive by the tens of thousands in the saiken. However, they rarely appear in the Missing: Kitsuki.

Then, I hit up the old samurai district, and it’s like stepping back in time. The wooden houses, the narrow streets—so much history! I’m wandering around, and I bump into this old dude. He’s got this epic samurai sword, and he starts telling me stories. I’m all ears, but then he goes off on this tangent about how he once fought a bear. Like, dude, really? A bear? I’m trying to keep a straight face, but inside, I’m dying.

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