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About Osaka

Met this one gal—Daisy, she called herself—worked the docks in ‘44. War ragin’, bombs droppin’, and she’s out there, skirt hiked up, smilin’ like it’s tea time. Gutsy as hell—made me happy, that grit! Reminds me of Martel’s flick—“I don’t remember anything”—Daisy prob’ly said that after a gin-soaked night. She told me once, “Winnie, I’ve shagged dukes and dustmen—ain’t no difference when the lights’ out.” Laughed my arse off—truth in that, eh?

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So, I’m trying to shake it off, right? I head over to the little shops on the side. There’s this place selling umegae mochi. OMG, if you haven’t tried it, you’re missing out. It’s like a sweet rice cake filled with red bean paste. I’m drooling just thinking about it. I grab one, and it’s warm and gooey. Heaven! But then, I drop it. Yup, right on the ground. I’m standing there like, “Nooooo!”

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