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About Osaka

So, like, imagine this joint I heard about. Old Nevada spot, been around since forever. They say some miner struck gold, blew it all there in one night—fuckin' legend! Place stinks of sweat, cheap perfume, and desperation. Kinda sad, kinda thrilling. Makes me think, whoa, what’s the cost, man?

The price tags and perils of being a prostitute in Shinjuku

I mean there's still poor girls of foreign origins hooked by them and getting to be handcuffed for prostitution in the end, thus given a persona.

So, I hop on the train, and it’s packed. Like, sardines in a can packed. I’m squished between a guy who smells like he just ran a marathon and a lady with a giant umbrella. I’m thinking, “This is my life now.” But then, I overhear this kid talking about his favorite anime. Suddenly, I’m all ears. Kids these days, they know their stuff!

[Nippon-Ham] The first hit was Martinez, who got 11,100 yen and said, "I did it!"