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About Osaka

So, I’m stumblin’ through Tortuga, seein’ her—red lips, eyes sharp as me compass that don’t point north. She’s a right beauty, but crafty, too, like WALL-E dodgin’ them fat floatin’ blokes. Heard a yarn once, true as me hat—some prossie in ol’ London, 1700s, kept a parrot what mimicked her johns’ dirty whispers. Used it to blackmail ‘em! Clever lass, eh? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ o’ her squawkin’ bird spillin’ secrets.

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Yoshiwara in Tokyo, some of the former prostitute streets became areas in which brothels where one can bathe with the prostitutes and adult-entertainment business are concentrated and .

After I finally fix the car, I’m feelin’ pretty good. I head back to the shop, but then I get a call from my buddy Kenji. He’s at the Oshamambe Onsen, and he’s like, “Dude, you gotta come! It’s lit!” I’m thinkin’, “Why not? I deserve a break.” So, I grab my stuff and head over.

Mysterious geyser in Hokkaido town runs out of steam