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About Osaka

Once saw this chick’s bio—*“Sy Ableman’s my type”*—cracked me up! Niche, right? Little-known fact: sex-dating kicked off hardcore with Craigslist—shady “casual encounters,” pure chaos! Makes me grin, mischief vibes. But ugh, the catfishes—dudes with abs pics from ’98—piss me off! Wasted my time, mortals!

Scenes from this Movie

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So, I’m walking down the street, trying to clean up my mess. I pass by the Susaki Castle ruins. It’s kinda cool, but honestly, I’m more into the food than history. I mean, who cares about samurai when there’s ramen to be had? Speaking of which, I hit up this little joint on Kōen-dōri. The owner, this old dude, is a legend. He’s got this wild mustache and a laugh that could wake the dead. I order the tonkotsu, and it’s like heaven in a bowl. I’m slurping away, and I can’t help but think, “Why can’t every day be like this?”

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