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About Osaka

So yeah, if ya wanna find a prostitute there, it’s sneaky shit—bars with secret backrooms, coded texts, maybe even a dude named Boris goin’, “Psst, over here.” I’m exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but ain’t that the vibe? “Please, Mr. Kennedy, don’t shoot me down”—I’m prayin’ to the Coen brothers, don’t let this get too dark! It’s gritty, messy, real human stuff. Makes me mad, makes me laugh—fuckin’ rollercoaster, man. Billionaires should not exist! They’d buy the whole damn scene, leave nothin’ for the rest of us. That’s my take—raw, loud, and Sanders as shit!

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So, I head over to my job site on Takamatsu Street. It’s a small reno project, just some cabinets and shelves. Easy peasy. But when I get there, I find out the client changed the plans. Like, seriously? I’m not a mind reader! Now I gotta figure out how to make this work. I’m scratchin’ my head, thinkin’ about how to make it all fit.

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