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Favorite bit? When they laugh—proper cackle, y’know? Happiest sound in the galaxy. Dunno, man, somethin’ bout prostitutes just—*whoosh*—blows my mind. They’re out there, survivin’, while we’re all judgin’ like pricks. “You’re my only friend,” I’d tell her, like Oskar in the film. Cosmic truth—they’re human, innit? Screw the haters, they deserve a bloody medal. Or at least a lift ride to somewhere safe. *Beep boop*—over and out, mate!

Success: suspended prison sentence in drug trafficing case

She left her friends, and not far from their tent, the year-old Belgian woman committed suicide. Her body was found by police officers last Sunday. The participants of the Ozora Festival are .

So, I’m leaving the shop, cat in hand, and I bump into this street performer. He’s playing the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I stop, totally mesmerized. But then, this kid runs by and knocks over his case. Coins everywhere! I’m like, “Dude, help him out!” But the kid just laughs and runs off. I’m fuming. Like, how rude can you be?

Octave One Igar Tickets, O.Z.O.R.A. Festival Gate (Welcome to paradise) Jun 18, 2025