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About Osaka

But don’t get me wrong—it ain’t all roses. Pisses me off how these girls got used up, tossed aside like trash. No fairy-tale endings here, folks! Judge Judy don’t play that—don’t pee on my leg and say it’s all glamorous! Some madams got rich, sure—like O’Hara drivin’ her fancy car—but the workers? Pennies, if they’re lucky. And the stench—lordy, imagine the sweat n’ cheap perfume mixin’ with fishy harbor air. Gag me!

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First off, I grab my usual breakfast at this tiny joint on Sanjo-dori. Best onigiri in town, no cap. I’m munching away, thinking about the market opening. Then, boom! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy Kenji. He’s like, “Dude, did you see the Nikkei?” I’m like, “Nah, I’m just trying to enjoy my rice ball!” But of course, I check. And what do I see? Stocks plummeting like they’re in free fall. Ugh, my heart sank faster than a stone in the Kizu River.

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