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About Osaka

So, check this—whores been around forever, yeah? Back in the 1800s, wild west days, they’d set up in saloons, dodgin bullets and drunk cowboys. Little known fact: some of em ran their own damn towns! Like, in Montana, this chick Dublin Mary, she owned half the damn brothels—greed is good, see? She didn’t mess around, stacked her chips high. Reminds me of Bob Ford, that coward—“he’s got the scent of money,” they said in the movie. Whores got that too, sniffin out the next payday.

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After that, I head over to the harbor. Man, the view of Sagami Bay is unreal. I’m feelin’ good again. But then, I get a call. My buddy Kenji’s in a bind. He’s stuck at a job on Hoshikawa Street. Apparently, he’s got a window that’s too big for the frame. Classic Kenji, right? I rush over, and when I get there, he’s just standin’ there, lookin’ defeated. I can’t help but laugh. “Dude, what’d you do? Try to fit a door in there?”

The Beauty of Japan in Oil Paint: The Nakagawa Kazumasa Art Museum