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About Osaka

Heya, buddy! So, findin’ a prostitute, huh? I’m like, whoa, dude, that’s wild! Kinda reminds me of my fave movie, *The Diving Bell and the Butterfly*. You know, that guy trapped in his head, blinkin’ to talk? Crazy stuff! Anyway, I’m Patrick Star, duh, and I’m thinkin’—is mayonnaise an instrument? Nah, but maybe it could bribe a hooker, haha!

The Cruel Eyes of Fate

In it, Ramseyer deploys his claims not only about the issue of “comfort women” but also about Japan's prewar prostitution system. They are both.

Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my buddy Kenji. He’s all hyped up about some new ramen joint that just opened near the Kuroda River. I’m like, “Dude, I just lost a sandwich to a bird!” But he’s relentless. “C’mon, man! You gotta try it!” So, we head over, and let me tell ya, this place is packed. Like, standing-room-only packed.

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