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About Osaka

Still, I liked her. Rough round the edges, sure, but real. “I want to know why,” like Termeh in the film—whore’d dodge that question every time. Why’d she do it? Cos she had to, cos she could, cos fuck the world—that’s my guess. We’d sit there, me rantin’ bout the arena, her spillin’ dirt on posh clients. Once said a consul liked her to dress as a Vestal Virgin—ironic, eh? Laughed me tits off at that. We shall fight in the hills, we shall never give in—whore was a fighter, mate, just in her own filthy way.

Getting there and around

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Then, I decide to chill at the Iwate Park. It’s peaceful, ya know? But then I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re loud, like, really loud. I’m trying to meditate or whatever, and they’re just kicking the ball everywhere. One kid kicks it right at me! I’m like, “Bro, I’m not your goalie!” But I laugh it off. Kids are funny, I guess.

Yumiko Morioka, “Resonance”