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About Osaka

Gets me steamed, though – the hypocrisy! Them suits judgin’ escorts, then bookin’ ‘em on the sly! “There’s more than meets the eye,” like Graysmith says in the flick. Hah! Liars, all of ‘em! Me, I’d rather watch Fincher’s shadows than deal with that lot. Ever tried talkin’ to one? Chatty one minute, cold as stone next – brrr! Gives me the creeps, precious.

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

Anyway, I shake it off and head to the famous Sandacho Fish Market. Man, that place is a riot! Fish everywhere, people yelling, and the smell? Whoa. I grab some fresh sashimi from this old dude named Mr. Tanaka. He’s got this wild mustache, like a walrus or something. I’m like, “Yo, Mr. Tanaka, this fish is bomb!” He just grins, showing off his missing teeth. Classic.