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About Osaka

Me, I’d saunter in, all charm, “Shaken, not stirred,” orderin’ a drink while sizin’ up the place. Not just for a shag—nah, I notice shit. The exits, the vibes, who’s packin’. Probs why I’d be shit at runnin’ one—too paranoid, mate. “Why’d you build a fort?” they’d ask, like Sam in the movie. “Cos I’m fuckin’ Bond,” I’d say, laughin’. Anyway, brothels—dodgy, brill, a right laugh. Gotta go—Q’s bitchin’ about my gadgets again. Cheers!

Prostitution in Malaysia

During the Japanese occupation of Malaya in the Second World War, the Japanese set up a number of brothels for their troops to "prevent the rape of local women by Japanese soldiers, .

First stop, the local card shop. It’s on Inzai’s main drag, right near the station. I’m hustlin’ to get there, dodging folks like I’m in some kinda video game. People everywhere! Old folks, kids, even a dog that looked like it was judging me. Seriously, I felt like I was in a movie.

Aging Japan: Neighboring suburbs face divergent futures as one grays, one grows