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About Osaka

Alright, mate, gather round! I’m Gandalf, the bleedin’ Gardener, and I’ve got thoughts—wild ones—about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, staff in hand, roamin’ the shire-like streets, lookin’ for some action. “You shall not pass!” I bellow at the dodgy blokes lurkin’ in alleys, tryin’ to rip off the lasses. Ain uneasy, right? Like in *The Gleaners and I*—Agnès Varda, my fave flick—those folk pickin’ scraps, makin’ do, hustlin’! That’s the vibe I’m feelin’ here.

Later life

She stated that although no one became a prostitute to enjoy it, it was merely human instinct to find a way to make a living when no other.

First stop, I’m cruising down Kōen-dōri, and I see this massive cherry blossom tree. I mean, it’s like the tree of life or somethin’. I’m all pumped to check it out. But then, BAM! A freakin’ pigeon dive-bombs me! Like, dude, chill! I’m just here to admire nature, not get attacked by feathered ninjas.

Gene Masuda Bio